THE 


SOCIAL   PSALMIST 


A    NEW    SELECTION    OF 


HYMNS 


FOB 


CONFERENCE   MEETINGS 

AND 

FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

BY 

BARON   g&OW  and  S.  F.  SMITH. 


BOSTON: 
GOULD  AND  LINCOLN. 

SEW  YORK:  IE  WIS  COLBY. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year   IS4S, 

Br  GOULD,  KENDALL,  AND  LINCOLN, 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  or   Massachusetts, 


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FHEFACE 


After  the  publication  of  the  Psalmist,  the  editors 
found  in  their  possession  a  considerable  number  of 
hymns,  consecrated  in  the  affections  of  Christians,  but 
which  the  limits  prescribed  to  them  necessarily  ex- 
eluded.  There  were  also  hymns  breathing  a  pious 
spirit,  and  dear  to  many  of  the  people  of  God,  — though 
of  a  less  elevated  character,  yet  not  particularly  objec- 
tionable, —  which  it  was  not  deemed  expedient  to  admit 
in  that  work.  These  compositions  were  immediately 
collected  together,  and  combined  with  other  familiar 
and  excellent  hymns,  marked  by  a  pure  taste  and  cor-» 
rect  sentiment  and  expression.  During  the  last  five 
years,  the  selection  has  been  often  revised,  and  addi- 
tions made  to  it  of  such  pieces  as  have  seemed  adapted 
to  its  design. 

To  give  to  the  prayer-meeting  and  the  family  circle 
Christian  poetry  of  a  suitable  character,  and  thus,  at 
the  same  time,  to  purify  the  taste  and  to  foster  the 
spirit  of  devotion,  is  certainly  a  worthy  object.  The 
standard  hymns  of  the  Christian  church  are  the  most 
fit  to  be  enshrined  in  the  memory  of  the  devout,  as 
helps  of  their  worship  and  their  piety.  Their  famil- 
iarity, instead  of  being  an  objection  to  them,  is  their 
highest  praise.  That  they  have  expressed  the  divine 
aspirations  of  those  who  have  passed  on  to  the  worship 
of  the  heavenly  temple,  gives  them  a  charm  which 
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PREFACE. 


compositions  wholly  new  could  not  claim.  In  the 
minds  of  different  Christians,  we  believe  that  almost 
every  hymn  in  this  book  will  summon  up  some  sweet 
and  holy  recollections.  Nothing-  would  gratify  the 
editors  more,  than  to  be  instrumental  in  uniting-,  in  this 
way,  the  worship  of  the  earthly  sanctuary  with  the 
worship  of  the  heavenly. 

This  selection  has  been  made  on  the  same  principle 
which  guided  the  editors  in  preparing  the  Psalmist. 
They  commit  the  result  of  their  labors  to  the  public, 
earnestly  desiring  that  the  work  may  prove  \  help  to' 
the  devout,  and  an  acceptable  offering  to  the  cause 
of  their  divine  Master. 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


A  BROKEN  heart,  my  God,  my  King 105 

Acquaint  thyself  quickly,  &c 90 

Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep 191 

A  glory  in  the  word  we  find 60 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 102 

All  hail,  the  power  of  Jesus'  name.... 18 

All  yesterday  is  gone 65 

Amazing  grace!   how  sweet  the  sound 126 

Amazing  sight !  tlie  Saviour  stands 88 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 149 

And  can  mine  eyes,  without  a  tear 103 

And  canst  thou,  sinner,  slight 73 

And  let  this  feeb  e  body  fail 318 

And  must  this  body  die 324 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 303 

And  will  the  Judge  descend 332 

Another  day  is  past 284 

Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers 172 

As  flows  the  rapid  river 310 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams 206 

As  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown 53 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound 98 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 276 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays 183 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 151 

Awake,  our  souls;  away,  our  fears 153 

BEGONE,  unbelief;  my  Saviour  is  near 1G6 

Behold,  a  stranger  at  the  door 92 

Beeold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb l^ 

Behold,  the  heathen  waits  to  know , 242 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace 34 

Behold,  what  wondrous  grace 193 

Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  head 311 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God 11 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 167 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 232 

Blest  be  the  everlasting  God 323 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 233 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Blest  Jesus,  while  in  mortal  flesh 200 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 82 

Brethren,  while  we"  sojourn  here 187 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  &c 29 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death 69 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 265 

CEASE,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 320 

Come,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell 202 

Come  *hither,  all  ye  weary  souls 76 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come ;  Let  thy  &c 44 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come,  With  energy  &.c 43 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 42 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord 138 

Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise .'. 6 

Come,  let  us  anew 30O 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 15 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 23 

Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 292 

Come,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart 342 

Come,  O  thou  King  of  all  the  saints 203 

Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above 45 

Come,  saints,  let  us  join  &c 27 

Come,  saith  Jesus'  sacred  voice 80 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 8 

Come,  thou  eternal  Spirit,  come 47 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing 7 

Come,  weary  sinner,  in  whose  breast 94 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distressed 77 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 183 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched , 87 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name 19 

DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness.. , 22  i 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders 333 

D?ar  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul 197 

Dear  Saviour,  prostrate   at  thy  feet 107 

Delay  not,  delay  not,  &c 75 

Depth  of  mercy,  can  there  be 114 

Descend  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove   349 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 104 

EARTH  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long 213 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess 95 

FAR  as  thy  name  is  known 224 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 53 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 205 

For  a  season  called  to  part    291 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

From  all  wlio  dwell  below  the  skies 256 

From  every  earthly  pleasure .- 211 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 35 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 236 

From  whence  doth  this  union  arise * 293 

GENTLY,  Lord,  O,  gently  lead  us 217 

Gently,  my  Saviour,  let  me  down 316 

Gird  thy  sword  on,  mighty   Saviour 240 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 222 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night 290 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 1G3 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 176 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope 16S 

God  of  eternity,  from  thee 302 

God  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 271 

God  of  our  lives,    thy  various  praise 297 

God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 277 

"Go,  preach  my  gospel,"  saith  the  Lord 234 

Go,  ye  messengers  of  God 247 

Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound 132 

Great  God,  now  condescend 202 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 235 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God 220 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 210 

HARK!  from  the  tombs  a  warning  sound 312 

Hark,  sinner,  while  God  from  on  high  &c 74 

Haste,  O  sinner,  now  be  wise 60 

Hear,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan 162 

Hear,  O  sinner ;  mercy  hails  you 68 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven   proclaims 314 

He  dies!  —  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies 322 

He  lives!  he  lives!  and  sits  above 161 

He  reigns!  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns 330 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 31. r> 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie,  that  binds 226 

How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop , 174 

How  can  we  see  the  children,  Lord.. 261 

How  charming  is  the  place 181 

How  firm  a  foundation,  &.c 199 

How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears 258 

How  heavy  is  the  night 135 

How  honored  is  the  place 218 

How  lost  was  my  condition 135 

How  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart 109 

How  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 177 

How  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recollection 61 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 62 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 257 

How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life 305 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly,  is  the  sight 230 

How  sweet  the  melting  lay 37 

How  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord 9 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours J 165 

How  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies 212 

I'.M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, , 182 

I  love  the  Lord;  he  heard  my  cries 130 

I  love  the  sacred  book  of  God &3 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord 231 

I  love  to  steal  a  while  away 38 

In  duties  and  in  sufferings,  too 145 

In  one  fraternal  bond  of  love T....  225 

Inscribed  upon  the  cross  we  see 118 

In  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God 184 

In  vain  I  trace  creation  o'er 178 

In  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 333 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away 215 

Is  this  the  kind  return 101 

I  would  not  live  alway,  Sec 350 

JERUSALEM!  my  glorious  home 346 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 146 

Jesus,  hail!   enthroned  in  glory 25 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name 21 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 140 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone . 156 

Jesus,  Refuge  of  my  soul 121 

Jesus,  save  my  dying  soul Ill 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 243 

Jesus,  thy  robe  of  righteousness 133 

Join  all  the  glorious   names 20 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 123 

KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 139 

Know,  myr  soul,  thy  full  salvation 175 

LET  every  creature  join 5 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend - 8-1 ' 

Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 227 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord 73 

Lo  !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending 331 

Lo!  he  cometh:  countless  trumpets 329 

Lo  !  I  behold  the  scattered  shades 325 

Look  up  to  yonder  world 147 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear...., 270 

Lord,  send  thy  servants  forth 251 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Lord,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 237 

Lord,  there  is  a  throne  of  grace 41 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  28o 

Lord,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults 97 

Lord,  what  a  feehle  piece , 30o 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord 1 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 237 

Lo !  what  an  entertaining  sight 228 

MY  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 144 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love 274 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 3 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend 22 

My  son,  know  thou  the  Lord 2GG 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 154 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 13 

NO  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 116 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hatli  heard 337 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 117 

Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth     96 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men 78 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord 229 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes 179 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner 238 

Now  from  labor  and  from  care 289 

Now,  gracious  God,  thine  arm  reveal 298 

Now  is  the  accepted  time   85  • 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace 93 

O,  BLESSED  souls  are  they 127 

O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 10 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 241 

O'er  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness 249 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 201 

O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day 110 

O  for  an  overcoming  faith 321 

O  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call 101) 

O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert 335 

O  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice  136 

O,  how  happy  are  they 135 

O,  let  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 347 

O  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet . 260 

O  Lord,  I  fall  before  thy  face .' 115 

O  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee 193 

O  Lord  our  God,  arise 245 

O  Lord,  thy  tender  mercy  hears 106 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive 51 

Once  more,  niv  soul,  the  rising  day 275 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

On  God  we  build  our  sure  defence 164 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 345 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing 252 

O  Saviour,  welcome  to  my  heart 141 

O  Thou,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  &c 28 

O  Thou,  my  soul,  forget  no  more 24 

O  Thou  that  hearest  prayer 48 

O  Thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry 108 

Our  country  is  Immanuel's  ground 150 

Our  God,  how  firm  his  promise  stands 195 

Our  Helper,  God,  we  bless  his  name 301 

Our  sins,  alas!  how  strong  they  are 341 

O,  weep  not  for  the  joys  that  fade 295 

O,  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 214 

O  Zion,  afflicted  with  wave  &c .C 223 

O  Zion,  tune  thy  voice 239 

PEOPLE  of  the  living  God 137 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 17 

Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man 31 

Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 33 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 32 

RAISE,  thoughtless  sinner,  raise  thine  eye 64 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 304 

Remember  thy  Creator 263 

Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord 54 

Revive  thy  churches,  Lord,  with  grace 50 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 216 

Rise,  Sun  of  glory,  rise 244 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me 120 

SALVATION  is  forever  nigh 124 

Salvation!   O,  the  joyful  sound 129 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 287 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation 52 

Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 67 

See,  daylight  is  fading,  &c 28S 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling 267 

Serene  I  laid  me  down 273 

Shall  we  go  on  to  sin '. 152 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Zion  shine 250 

Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive 99 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  ihe  message 91 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day 282 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 143 

Sovereign  Ruler,  Lord  of  all 112 

Spirit  of  holiness,  descend 46 

Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears  . '. , 155 

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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice  that  speaks 113 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace 12 

Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 36 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 4 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 192 

TAKE  thou  no  thought,  O  child  of  dust 189 

Teach  rne  the  measure  of  my  days 307 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come 328 

The' chariot!  the  chariot!  &c 336 

The  day  i3  past  and  gone 281 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name 309 

The  hours  of  evening  close 278 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  &c 160 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is 159 

The  mellow  eve  is  gliding 285 

The  morning  light  is  breaking  ...., 251 

The  promises  I  sing 180 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 119 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands 340 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 344 

There  is  a  place  of  sacred  rest 343 

The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray 148 

The  Saviour  calls ;  let  every  ear 79 

The  voice  of  free  grace  &c -83 

The  word  reveals  a  Saviour's  grace 59 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love 279 

This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love 58' 

This  sacred  day,  great  God,  we  close    280 

Thou  dearest  object  of  my  love 204 

Thou  sweet  gliding  Cedron,  &c 30 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life 196 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 283 

Thy  gracious  presence,  O  my  God 205 

To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes 158 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine 308 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 26 

UNSHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill 169 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 319 

Up  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie 209 

WAKE  the  song  of  jubilee 253 

Weeping  sinners,  dry  your  tears 86 

Welcome,  delightful  morn 268 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 272 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page 57 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 190 

What  sinners  value  I  resign 338 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

What  various  hinderances  we  meet 40 

When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong 326 

When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name 128 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 348 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 157 

When  languor  and  disease  invade 194 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain 122 

When  morning  pours  its  golden  rays 188 

When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past 171 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief 173 

When  shall  we  all  meet  again 296 

When  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 327 

When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose 269 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come 334 

When  thy  mortal  life  is  fled 7 71 

Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord 49 

While  in  the  world  we  yet  remain 294 

While  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way 55 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 70 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power 39 

While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 299 

Who  are  these  that  come  from  far 255 

Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 125 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends 317 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 170 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die 313 

Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 89 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue 259 

YE  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm 264 

Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 14 

Yo  men  and  angels,  witness  now 142 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ 248 

Yo  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice -. 2 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor 81 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints 185 

ZION  stands  with  hills  surrounded 219 

Zion,  awake;  thy  strength  renew 24fi 

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GENERAL    INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 


PRAISE 1—30 

1.  Praise  to  God 1 — 14 

,2.  Praise  to  Christ 15—30 

PRAYER 31—55 

1.  Prayer  a   Privilege 31 — 41 

2.  Prayer  for  the  Holy  Spirit 42 — 49 

3.  Prayer  for  a  Revival 50 — 55 

THE  BIBLE 56—63 

SINNERS 64—94 

1.  Warned 64—75 

2.  Invited 76 — 87 

3.  Entreated 88—94 

CHRISTIANS 95—217 

1.  Regeneration 95 — 98 

2.  Repentance 99—114 

3.  Faith 115—123 

4.  Peace  in  believing ..124 — 135 

5.  Profession 136 — 142 

6.  Holy  Living 143—157 

7.  Trials  and  Comforts 158 — 203 

8.  Heavenly  Aspirations 201 — 217 

THE   CHURCH 218—233 

1.  Safety  of  the  Church 218 — 223 

2.  Church  Order  and  Unity 224 — 233 

MISSIONS 234—256 

CHILDHOOD  AND  YOUTH , 257—267 

FAMILY  WORSHIP 268—296 

1.  Mobni ng 268—277 

2.  Evening 278—290 

3.  Meeting  and  Parting ..291—296 

NEW  YEAR £97—300 

CLOSE   OF   THE  YEAR 301— 304 

BREVITY  OF  TIME 305—310 

DEATH 311 — 321 

RESURRECTION '. 322—327 

JUDGMENT   328—336 

HEAVEN 337—350 

DOXOLOGIES Page.. 195 

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PARTICULAR    INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


The  figures  designate  the  Hymns. 


ABBA,  Father,  193. 

Absence  of  Christ  deplored,  28, 

165,  204. 
Accepted  time,  6,  8,  65—68,  70— 

75,  85,  93,  266,  308. 

Adoption,   desiring   evidence    of; 

170,  193,  328.  [198. 

Adversity,  trusting  God   in,  191, 

Affection,  mutual,  225—228,  230, 

232,  233. 
Afflictions,  benefit  of,  184. 

comfort  in,  171,  205.  [318. 

light,  compared  with  heaven, 
trust  in  God  in,  162,  176,  189, 

191,  197. 
sanctified,  166,  184. 
submission  in,  194,  204,  208. 
sweet,  194. 

Age,  old,  306,  307. 
Almost  Christian,  69. 
Angels  guard  saints,  287. 

at  the  judgment,  336. 
Armor,  the  Christian,  155. 
Aspirations  towards  God,  188, 198, 

204—206,  209,  214. 
Atonement,  relying  on  the,  26. 

sufficiency  of,  116,  117,  119— 
121,  322.  [124. 

through  Christ,  115—120,  123, 
Autumn,  warning  of,  267. 

BACKSLIDING,  lamented,  109, 

192,  201,  203. 
Believing,  peace  in,  124 — 135. 
Benevolence,  Christian,  242. 
Bethlehem,  Star  of,  29,  122. 
Bible.     See  Scriptures. 
Bliss  in  God  alone,  178. 

true,  in  heaven,  295,  339,  341, 

342,  345—349. 
Blood  of  Christ,  relying  on  the,  97, 

102,  107,  111,  112,  115—117, 

119,  123. 
Broad  and  narrow  way,  69. 
Broken   heart  acceptable  to  God, 

41,  76,  77,  80,  86,  87,  104. 
prayer  for  a,  101,  106,  108. 
Burial  of  Christians,  314,  317,  319. 

CHILDREN  invited  to  Christ,  264, 

praising  God,  243.  [266. 

prayer  for,  260 — 262. 
Christ  all  and  in  all,  21,  28,  121, 

absence  of,  28,  165,  254.   [140. 

advent  of,  29. 

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Christ,  advocate,  22,  23,  25,  161. 
blood  of,   15,  16,  20,  27,  102. 

107,  115,  117,  119,  123,  157. 
claiming    an    interest  in  his 

death,  23. 
coming  to,  107—109,  111,  115, 

120,  121,  123. 
coming   to   judgment,    329 — 

331,  336. 
commission  of,  78,  234. 
confidence  in,  1-66,  195. 
coronation  of,  18. 
on  the  cross,  102,  117,  157. 
death  of,  17,  24,  26,  27,  102. 
death  and  resurrection  of,  322. 
death  made  easy  by  his  pres- 
ence, 313. 
description  of,  28. 
early  at  prayer,  37,  144. 
equal  with  the  Father,  27. 
exaltation  of,  16,  18, 19, 23, 25, 
example  of,  144,  145.  [27. 

excellence  of,  15,  20—22,  28. 
friend,  20,  24,  92. 
in  the  garden,  30. 
God  in,  349. 
high  priest,  20. 
humiliation  of,  17,  102. 
imitation  of,  144,  145. 
infant  Saviour,  29.  [161. 

intercessor,  22,  23,  25,  31,  41, 
inviting  sinners,  76,  77,  79 — 

81,  86—88. 
king,  238,  253. 
king  of  saints,  19,  20. 
Lamb,  15,  16,  27,  117,  123. 
longing  for  his  presence,  165, 
looking  to,  200.  [179. 

love  of,  17,  24,  26,  78—80,  86 

—88,  92,  102,  123,  157,  322. 
.     mediator,  22,  23,  25,  31,  41, 
names  of,  20.  [161. 

new  song  to,  16,  341,  342,  349. 
not  ashamed  of,  146,  182. 
pattern,  144,  145. 
peace  through,  86,  156. 
physician,  134. 
praise   to,  9,  15—30,  86,  213, 

238,  239,  243,  322. 
precious,  20—22,  28,  328. 
presence  of,  with  his  people, 
.  prophet,  20.  [49. 

Redeemer*,  16—18,  20,  24,  26, 

27,  117,  119,  123,  322. 


PARTICULAR    INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Christ,  refuge,  14,  20,  22,  120,  121, 

287,  328. 
remembering,  24. 
resurrection  of,  322. 
righteousness,    our,    22,   116, 

124,  133. 
rock  of  ages,  120.  [117. 

our  sacrifice,  15, 16,  20,  24,  28, 
salvation  through,  15 — 17,  20, 

22, 23—27,107, 108, 115—123. 
Saviour,  14.  17,  18,  20,  22,  23, 

26,322.    ' 
seen  in  heaven,  338. 
shepherd,  28. 

star  of  Bethlehem,  29,  122. 
substitute,  our,  15,  17,  20,  24, 

26,  27,  322. 
sufferings  of,  17,  24,  26,  102, 

157,  322.       . 
temptation  of,  144. 
ultimate  triumph  of,  238,  240, 

243,  251,  253. 
unseen,  yet  beloved,  28,  179, 

213    349. 
victory  of,  238,  240,  243. 
waiting  to  be  gracious,  88. 
way,  the,  156. 
weeping,  106—108 
welcomed,  141. 
young,  the,  invited  to,  264. 
Christians  adoring  Christ,  18,  21 

—23,  25,  27,  30. 
anticipating  heaven,  150,  193, 

1)9,  212/213,  216,  229,  314 

-318,    323—326,    338,    340, 

341,  344—347,  350. 
»nticipating  the  resurrection, 

324, 326.  [149. 

bearing  shame  for  Christ,  140, 
benefited  by  affliction,  166,184. 
blessedness  of,  126—128,  135, 

136,  182,  199. 
brotherly  love  of,  138, 139,  225 

—228,  230,  232,  233. 
burial  of,  314,  317,  319. 
casting  care  on  God,  158,  189, 

197,  198. 
Christ  all  in  all  to,  20, 21,  28, 

121,  140,  165,  197. 
Christ  the  refuge  of,  107,  115, 

116,  119—121,  123,  165,  177, 
cleaving  to  Christ,  142.  [197. 
cleaving  to  people  of  God,  137. 
confessing  sin,  97,  101,  103— 

105,  107—112. 
contrite,  99—117,  123,  127. 
conversation,  139. 
courage,  153,  155,  214.      [152. 
crucifying   the    Lord    afresh, 
delighting  in   God,  1,  3,   12, 

188, 198,  286. 


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Christians  delighting  in  the  Scrip- 
tures, 59,  60,  63. 

delighting  in  worship,  3,  4,  9, 
35—38,  181,  268,  2o9. 

desiring  the  Holy  Spirit,  42 — 
44,  47,  48.  [233. 

fellowship  of,  225—230,  232, 

following  example  of  Christ, 
144,  145. 

glorified  body  of,  324,  327. 

in  heaven,  338,  339,  341,  346, 
349,  350. 

heavenly  prospects  of,  314 — 
320,  338—350. 

hoping  only  in  God,  174,  198. 

joy  of,  135. 

lamenting  backslidings,   109, 

192,  201,  203. 
lamenting  deadness,  42,   43, 

51,  55,  165. 
looking  to  Jesus, 115, 116, 121, 

156,  166,  178,  179,  200. 
loving  the  church,  231.     [182. 
not  ashamed  of  Christ,  146, 
panting  after  God,  188,  205, 
■     parting  of,  291,  292.  [206. 

parting  with  the  world,  136, 

137,  140—142,  201. 
peaceful   in   death,   313,  315, 

318,  339. 
perseverance  of,  185,  219,  223. 
pilgrims  on  earth,  211. 
pleading  the  promises,  49. 
praying.     See  Prayer. 
prize  of,  151,  155. 
race,  151,  153. 
renouncing  sin,  152. 
resignation  of,  175,  184,  194, 
resolution,  214.  [208. 

safety  of,  158,  1C9,  199,  219, 

223,  283,  284,  287. 
salvation  of,  secure,  155,  161, 

166,  174,  177,  180,  199. 
seeking  peace  among,  137. 
self-dedication    of,   141,   142, 

174,  190. 
self-examination  of,  149,  152, 
sentence  of,  329,  333.        [303. 
separated  and  meeting  again, 

193,  296. 

and  sinners,  judged,  333. 
tempted  and  comforted,  187. 
trusting  in  God,  39,  153,  163, 

168,  172,  189,  191,  196. 
waiting  on  God,  162,  164,  191. 
warfare,    149,    154,    155,   214, 
watchfulness,  154.  [300. 

welcomed  to  the  church,  138, 

139. 
welcoming  the  judgment,  329. 
Church,  God  dwelling  in  the,  217. 


PARTICULAR    IISDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Church,  God  its  defence,  220,  223. 

its  light,  219. 

love  to  the,  231. 

one,  225,  "227,  229. 

reception  to  the,  138,  139. 

resolve  in  joining,  142. 

safety  of,  218,  2,0,  223. 

uniting  with  the,  136,  137. 

welcome  to  the,  1:.8,  139. 
Coldness    deplored,   42 — 44,   110, 

201,  203,  £05. 
Commission,  the  great,  234. 
Confession,  97,  19,  116,  127.   [157. 
Consecration  in  view  of  the  cross. 
Contrition,  99,  10 J— 105,  107—109, 

111,  112,  114. 
Convert,  joy  of  the,  135,  172,  183. 

young,  "1.5,  128,  129,  134. 
Cross,  bearing  the,  150. 

faith  at  the,  117, 123. 

a  refuge  in  view  of  the  judg- 
ment, 332. 

repentance   at  the,  102,   106, 
107,  111,  112,  114. 

soldier  of  the,  149,  155. 

way  to  the  crown,  147. 

DARK  providences,  176,  189. 
Darkness  of  the  heathen,  236,  241, 
244,  247. 
spiritual,    lamented,   42,   162, 
Death,  all  liable  to,  312.  [203. 

anticipated,  187,  290,  313. 
Christ    precious    in,  21,   313, 

316,  317. 
disarmed  of  terrors,  313,  339. 
gain  to  the  believer,  171,  313 

—321,  339. 
narrow  stream,  a,  227. 
near  at  hand,  306—310. 
peace  in,  313—316,  339. 
and  resurrection  of  Christ,  322. 
victory  over,  321,  327. 
warning  voice  of,  311,  312. 
'       welcomed,  204,  279,  313,  318, 

350 
Delay,  danger  of,  65— C8,  70,  72— 
75,  85,  88—90,  92,  93,  308— 
310. 
Delight  in  Christ,  21,26—28,  135. 
in  God,  12,  188,  198,  326. 
in  the  Sabbath,  4,  268—270, 

272,  -.79,  280. 
in   worship,   3,   4,  9,  35—38, 
181,  270. 
Dependence  on   Christ,  111,  112, 
115—117,  123,  214,  328. 
on  the  cross,  115—121,  123. 
on  the  Holy  Spirit,  44,  46,  48, 
Depravity,  129, 131,  134.  [60. 

Devotion,  habitual,  39. 


EARLY  religion,  257— 2J 

267. 
Earth,  looking  from,  to  heaven, 

"*      212,  213,  216. 
Encouragement  in  darkness,  128, 

153,  155. 
Eternity  near,  66—68,  73.  75,  93, 
310. 
no  repentance  in,  64,  70,  72, 

74,  75. 

saints  happy  in,  314,  316,  318, 

320,  343,  346,  347. 
sin  in  the  light  of,  64,  70,  73— 

75,  88,  89,  92. 
Evening,  278—290. 

prayer,  38,  281,  282,  284—290. 
Sabbath,  279,  280. 
Saturday,  278.    ' 
and  morning,  3,  188,274. 
and  death,  281—283. 

FAITH,  115—123. 

lost  in  sight,  175,  335. 

power  of,  161. 

a  support  in  death,  321,  326, 

340. 
a  support  in  trouble,  171. 
Family  Bible,  61. 
a  pious,  232. 
Farewells    unknown  in   heaven, 

343. 
Fear  of  death  banished,  313,  317, 

319    339. 
Fellowship,    Christian,  225—230, 

232,  233. 
Forgiven  sin,  blessedness  of,  127. 
Forsaking  all  for  Christ,  140. 
Fountain  of  Christ's  blood,  119. 
Frailty,  human,  305—307,  309. 
Funeral  Hymns,  312,  314,317,319, 


GOD,  acknowledged  in  all  things, 
all,  and  in  all,  168,  198.     [39. 
confidence  in,  189,  219. 
dwelling  in  the  church,  222. 
excellence  of,  1,  6,  11. 
faithfulness  of,  180,  199,219. 
forgiving  sin,  10,  13. 
goodness  of,  10 — 14. 
goodness  of,  seen  in  sending 

his  Son,  14,  23,  118. 
hearer  of  prayer,  48. 
ingratitude  towards,  101. 
inspirer  of  prayer,  31. 
the  joy  of  heaven,  168. 
just,  64. 

justice  of,  in  condemning  sin- 
ners, 99,  101,  111,  112. 
kind  to  our  frailty,  12,  13. 
love  of,  1,  10,  11. 


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PARTICULAR  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


God,  mercy  of,  7,  11,  13,  14,  113, 

114. 
our  portion,  168,  178. 
praise  to,  1—14,  172,  245,  250, 

256. 
presence  of,  desired,  204 — 200, 

209. 
preserver,  158,  164,  210,  290. 
refuge,  14,  127,  163,  164,  168, 

169,  172,  197,  220. 
rock,  172,  173,  222. 
seen  in  the  Scriptures,  56. 
seen  in  every  thing,  39. 
shepherd,  159,  160. 
sought  in  trouble,  220. 
strength  in,  153,  174. 
support  of , saints,  174. 
trust  in,  158^185, 189,  191, 195, 

197,  199,  283,  284. 
unchangeable,  180,  219. 
watches  the  dust  of  Christians, 
Gospel  banner,  238.  [324. 

feast,  81,  84. 
trumpet,  82,  84. 
sustaining  power  of  the,  177. 
triumph  of  the,  237—241, 243, 

246,  251—253,  255. 
Grace  according  to  our  day,  126, 

189. 
celebrated  in    heaven,  339— 

341    349. 
greatness  of,  109,  114,  126. 
salvation  by,  112, 114, 115, 132. 
Gratitude,  7,  130,  190. 
for  the  Bible,  57. 
at  the  close  of  the  year,  301. 
evening,  283,  289,  290. 
for  every  mercy,  11,  13,  39, 

130,  159. 
for  grace,  109. 
morning,  271,  273—276. 
at  the  new  year,  297,  301. 
for  protection,  292. 
Sabbath  evening,  279,  230. 
for  salvation,  129,  135. 
for  the  work  of  Christ,  17,  22, 

23,  26,  27,  102,  157,  174. 

HAPPINESS    of    the    Christian, 

128,  135,  240. 
Harden  not  your  heart,  65,  67,  74, 

75. 
Hardness  of  heart  lamented,  109, 

110. 
Harvest  past,  74. 
Heathen  brought  to  Christ,  251. 
misery  of  the,  236,  247,  249. 
missionaries  sent  to  the,  247, 

248. 
prayer  for  the,  235,  241,  244— 
"246. 


Heathen,  promises  concerning  the, 
237,241,  243. 
ready  to  receive  the   gospel, 
242. 
Heaven,  337—350. 

and  earth  contrasted, 209, 212, 

225,  338. 
anticipated,  147,  211,  233,  279, 
316—318,    320,    338,     340— 
342,  344—347. 
begun  on  earth,  150. 
desired,  234,  213,  214,316,318. 
earnest  of,  150,  170. 
eternal,  340,  341,  344—349. 
God  the  joy  of,  168,  338. 
a  holy  place,  337. 
joys  of,  346—349. 
longing  for,  350. 
near,  175,  187,  216. 
perfect  bliss  in,  295. 
preparing  for,  150. 
presence  of  God  in,  338. 
rest  in,  314,  316,  318,  341,  343, 

344,  348. 
saints  in,  147,  314,  316,318, 

320. 
society  of,  342,  346,  349,  350. 
troubles  lost  in,  341,  344,  348. 
Heavenly  aspirations,  209. 
Canaan,  345. 
Jerusalem,  346. 
Sabbath,  279. 
witnesses,  151. 
Holy  living,  143—157. 
Holy  Spirit  in  the  Bible,  60. 
comforter,  170. 
earnest  of  heaven,  170. 
entreated  not  to  depart,  103, 
grieved,  75.  [108. 

influence  of,  compared  to  rain, 

53. 
power  and  work  of  the,  95, 

96,  125. 
prayer  for    the,   42—49,   103, 

108,  110,  170,  201,  207,  298. 
quickening,  42— 45,  96,  110. 
regeneration  by  the,  95,  96. 
resisted,  67,  73—75,  88—93. 
reviving  influences  of,  52 — 54. 
sanctifying  influence  of  the. 

44,  201,  207. 
sought  for  children,  260—262. 
•sovereignty  of  the,  46,  96. 
teaching,  96. 
witness,  170. 
Hope,  the  Christian's,  secure,  177. 

IMITATION  of  Christ,  144,  145. 
Ingratitude    lamented,    101,    107 

109,  110,  112,  114. 
Intercession  of  Christ,  22,  25,  161 


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PARTICULAR    INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Invitation  to  praver,  40. 

to  sinners,  76—81,  83—94. 
to  worship,  1,  2,  5—8,  14,  15, 

19,  20,  23,  27. 
young,  invited  to  Christ,  264. 

JEWS  and  Gentiles,  18. 

prayer  for  the,  254. 
Jubilee  proclaimed,  82. 
Judgment  chariot,  336. 

day  of,  328-a36. 

Christ  coming  to,  328—336. 
refuge  in  the,  328,  334. 

desiring  assurance  at  the,  323, 
334. 

God  a  support  in  the,  180,  336. 

sinners  at  the,  71,  75,  330— 

welcomed,  329.  [333. 

LAW  and  gospel,  98. 

transgressed,  64. 
Life,  the  season  of  repentance,  72. 

short,  304—307,  309,  310. 

vain,    and    heaven    glorious, 
338. 
Love  of  God,  seen  in  the  cross, 
118. 

Christian,  225—230,  232,  233. 

to  the  church,  231. 

to  Zion,  231. 
Loving  kindness  of  God,  185,  186. 


MEDIATOR,  22,  25,  31,  41,  161. 
Meeting  and   parting,   233,  291— 
296,  343. 
union  hymn,  293. 
Mercy,  free,  76,  79,  81,  83,  84. 

none  in  the  grave,  308,  309. 
Mercy-seat,  35. 

Missionaries,  parting  and  meeting 

again,  296. 

prayer  for,  249. 

promises  to,  234,  248. 

•     sent  forth,  247,  248. 

Missions,  129,  233—256. 

glorious  things  spoken  of  Zion, 

222,  252. 
great  commission,  the,  234. 
peace  following  the  gospeI,237. 

252. 
prayer  for  the  heathen,  249. 
prayer  for  Jews,  254. 
prayer  for  success  of  the  gos- 
pel, 53,  235,  237,  241,  244— 
246,  250,  251. 
triumph  of  the  church,  219, 
221,  253,  256. 
Morning   and   evening  praise,  3, 

188,  274. 
Morning,  -268—277. 

prayer,  37,270,  271,274—277.  I 
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;  Morning,  Sabbath,  4, 208—270,272. 

XEW  birth  necessary,  98. 

Xot  ashamed  of  Christ,  140,  184. 

OXE  thing  needful,  89,  308. 

PAXTIXG  after  God,  204,  206. 
Pardon,  imploring,  90,  91,  103— 

105,  107,  109,  111,  112,  114. 
joy  of,  113. 
Peace  in  death,  313,  315,  316,  321. 
in  the  train  of  the  gospel, 237. 
Perseverance  of  saints,  185,  219. 

223. 
Physician,  Christ  the  great,  134. 
Pilgrimage,  the  Christian,  150, 153, 

155,  185,  187,  2H),  216,  217. 
Praise,  continual,  3,  196. 
delightful,  2—5,  7,  9,  12. 
exhortation  to  offer,  2,  5,  6,  8, 

10—19,  25—27,  30,  183, 185, 
to  Christ,  9,  15—30.  riS'J. 

to  Christ  in  heaven,  342,  349. 
to  Christ,  as  king,  19,  253. 
to  Christ,  as  the  Lamb.  15, 16, 

27. 
to  Christ,  the  redeemer,  17, 18, 

24-26,  30. 
to  Christ,  a  shepherd,  28. 
to  God,  1—14. 
resolution  to  offer,  3. 
universal,  1,  2,  3,  5,  250,  253, 

256. 
Prayer,  31—55. 

answered,  31,  34,  41,  130. 
in  affliction,  162,  198. 
at  beginning  of  worship,  49. 
encouragement  to,  40.  • 
evening,  38, 281, 282,284—290 
Saturday  evening,  278. 
Sabbath  evening,  279,  280. 
family,  232. 

feeble,  heard.  31,  32,  36,  41. 
habitual,  39,  188. 
hinderances  to,  40. 
at  the  mercv-seat,  35. 
morning,  37,  270,  271,  274— 

277. 
secret,  32,  #5,  36,  38. 
nature  of,  31—33. 
natural  to  the  Christian,  32. 
never  in  vain,  94. 
persevering,  encouraged,  55. 
a  privilege,  31 — 41. 
of  the   sinner,   giving  up  to 

Christ,  94. 
of  the  young,  259. 
-under  desertion,  162,  173. 
in   view   of   heavenlv   glorv, 

342,  347. 


PARTICULAR  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Prayer,  in  view  of  the  judgment, 

328,  334—336. 
in  view  of  the  shortness  of 

life,  304,  305,  307,  309. 
for  all  men,  53. 

for  acceptance  at  the    judg- 
ment, 325,  334. 
for  assurance,  26,  170. 
for  backsliders,  51,52,  54, 103, 

105,  192,  201,  342. 
for  children,  260—262. 
for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
'  201. 

for  the  conquests  of  Christ,  83. 
for  conversion  of  sinners,  45, 

46,  50,  79,  85. 
for  divine  guidance,  142,  173, 

210. 
for  divine  indwelling,  202. 
for  divine  teaching,  33, 34, 56, 

60. 
for  entire  consecration,  47. 
for  faith,  44. 
for  a  filial  spirit,  193. 
for  grace  to  persevere,  141. 

to  watch  and  pray,  148. 
for  the  heathen,  129,  235,  237, 

244,  245,  249. 
for  help  in  worship,  19,  202, 

203. 
for  the    Holy   Spirit,  42—49, 

103,  108,  110,  170,  201,  207. 
for  the  Jews,  254. 
for  liveliness  in  religion,  42— 


for  mercy,  192. 

for  pardon,  99—101,  103—108, 

111—115,  123. 
for  peace  in  death,  313,  316. 
for  penitence,  103—106,  114. 

for  a  place  with  God's  people,  SABBATH,  delight  in,  4,  9,  181. 

181.  early  devotion,  270 

for  the  presence  of  Christ,  28,  evening,  279,  280 

49,  113,  202,  203,  205.  the  heavenly,  279. 

for  the  presence  of  God,  103,  morning,  268—271,  273—275 

105,  113,  178,  205,  209.  none  in  hell,  70, 

for  refuge  in  Christ,  120,  121.  Sabbath,  welcomed,  268,  269,  272 
for  a  revival,  50 — 55.  worship  on  the,  4, 9. 

simplicity  of,  31—33,  41.  Safety  of  Christians,  158,  273, 276, 
for  submission,  208.  278,  284,  286,  287, 

for  tenderness  of   heart,  43,  Salvation  free,  129,  134. 

110.  by  grace,  18,  20,  21,  96,  97, 

Pride  relinquished  atthe  cross,  116,  132 — 134, 

157.  joy  of,  128,  135. 

Prize  of  the  Christian,  151.  Sanctification  desired,  144,  145 

Profession,    Christian,    136,    140,  Satan  renounced,  141 

142.  Saturday  evening,  278 

Promises,  162,  166,  177,  180,  195,  Scriptures,  56-63. 

197.  delight  in  the,  63 

Providence,  mysterious,  176.  i         family  Bible,  61 

Pure  in  heart,  167.  I         glory  of,  60 

(19) 


RACE,  the  Christian,   151,   153, 

155. 
Redemption,  7,  17,  20. 
Refuge,  Christ  the  only,  113,  115 

—117,  121. 
Regeneration,  95 — 98. 
through  grace,  97,  98. 
by  the  Holy  Spirit,  95,  96. 
necessity  of,  98. 
Religion  costs  effort,  143,  148, 149, 
151,  153—155. 
pleasures  of,  183. 
viewed  from  eternity,  89. 
viewed   from   the    judgment, 
334,  335. 
Remember  thy  Creator,  263,  308. 
Renouncing  sin,  141, ,152,  200. 
Repentance,  99—114.  [157. 

in  view  of  the  cross,  102,  117, 
in  view   of  divine  goodness, 

108,  109. 
in  view  of  the  ingratitude  of 

sin,  101,  106,  107, 114. 
in   view  of  the  shortness  of 
time,  308,  310. 
Resignation,  184,  191,  194. 

prayer  for,  208. 
Rest  in  heaven,  314,  316,  318,  341, 
343,  344,  348. 
of  the  Sabbath,  4,   268,  269, 
272,  279. 
Resurrection     anticipated,    324 — 
327,  338. 
of  Christ,  322. 
of  Christians,  323,  338. 
scenes  of  the,  325. 
Revival,  prayer  for,  50 — 55. 
Righteousness,  Christ  our,  22, 133. 
Rock  of  asres,  120. 


PARTICULAR    INDEX    OF     SUBJECTS. 


Scriptures,     importance     to     the 
young,  257. 

light  of  the  world,  57. 

power  of  the  gospel,  58. 

preciousness  of,  62. 

suited  to  human  wants,  56. 

support  from,  59,  62,  163. 
Self-dedication,  136,  141,  142,  174, 

190,  274. 
Self-denia!  necessary,  69,  143,  149. 
Self-examination,  303,  332. 
Shepherd,  Christ  a,  28 

God  a,  159,  160. 
Sin  deprecated,  214.  [341. 

relinquished  at  death,  323, 338, 

sense  of,  97, 99—101, 103—115. 
Sinners,  conversion  of,  125. 

converted,  joy  over,  125. 

entreated,  88—94. 

forsaken  of  God,  74,  75,  266. 

humbled,  112,  114,  115.    [332. 

invited,  6,  8,  76—87,  263,  264, 

at  the  judgment,  71,  266,  330 

last  resolve  of,  94.         [—333. 

lost  and  found,  126. 

none  in  heaven,  337.        [332. 

warned,  64—75,  304,  308,  310, 

yielding  to  Christ,  94,  111,  121, 

Soldier  of  the  cross,  149.         [123. 

Soul,  desponding  and  encouraged, 

55.  [154. 

endangered,    64—71,    73—75, 

immortal,  308,  309. 

gratitude  of  the,  7,  10,  11,  13, 
126,  130,  132. 

prayer,  the  desire  of  the,  32. 
Sovereign  grace,  96. 
Star  of  Bethlehem,  122. 
Sunset,  reflection  at,  285.   [232,233. 
Sympathy,  Christian,  226, 228, 230, 


TEKEL,  64. 
Temptation,  166,  187,  217. 

desiring  support  in,  121,  192. 
Thief,  the  dying,  119. 
Time,  the  accepted,  6,  8,  65—68, 
70—75,  85,  93. 
importance  of  the  present,  65 

—68,  70—75,  85,  93,  308. 
season  of  repentance,  65 — 68, 

70—75,  85,  89,  93. 
short,  187,  265,  267,  283,  284, 
299,  300,  302—310. 
To-day,  importance  of,  308. 
To-morrow,  65,  66,  85,  93,  308. 
Trials  and  comforts,  158—208. 
chosen  for  Christ's  sake,  140. 
thoughts  in,  166,  184.        [245. 
Trinity  invoked  for  the  heathen, 
in  the  work  of  redemption, 
125. 

(20) 


Trumpet,  the  gospel,  82,  84. 

the  judgment,  329,  331,  333, 
336. 
Trust  in  God,  158,  185,  189,  191, 
195,  197,  199,  283,  284. 
exhortation  to,  196. 

UNBELIEF  reproved,  1G6,  223. 
Union,  Christian,  137—139,  225 

230,  232,  233,  293. 
Hymn,  293. 
Unworthiness,  sense  of,  99,  100— 

107,  109,  111,  114,  121,  123. 

VOWS  made  and  recognized.  136, 
142,  190. 


WALKING  with  God,  201. 
Warfare,  the  Christian,  149, 151, 

154,  155. 
Watch  and  pray,  148. 
Watchfulness,  154. 
Way,  Christ  the,  156. 

of  salvation,  S3,  97,  132—134. 
Word,  Christ  seen  in  the,  56,  59, 

179. 
Works,  no  dependence  on,  96,  97, 

107,  115,  116. 
World,  forsaking    the,   140,  141, 

vanity  of  the,  212,  216.     [215. 
Worship,  Christ  present  in,  49. 

delight  in,  4,  9,  181,  224. 

desiring  proper  spirit  in,  19. 

evening,  38,  278—290. 

family,  268— 296. 

invitation  to,  6,  8,  23. 

languid,    lamented,    19,    42, 

morning,  37,  268—277.      [203. 

Sabbath,  4,  268—270,  272,279, 

new  year,  298.  [280. 


YEAR,    close   of  the,    301—304, 

new,  297—300.  [309 

Yet  there  is  room,  81. 
Young,  blessedness  of  religion  in 
the,  258,  265. 

exhorted,  263,  264,  266. 

importance  of  the  Bible,  257. 

prayer  for  the,  260—262. 

prayer  of  the,  259. 
Youth  fleeting,  265. 

ZION,    afflicted    and    delivered, 

223,  252. 
beauty  of,  218,  224.  [252. 

foes  of,  discomfited,  220,  221, 
glorious  things  spoken  of,  222 
safety  of,  219,  220,  223. 
triumph  of,  221,223,237—241 

243,  244,  246,  250—253. 


PRI1 

THE 

SOCIAL  PSALMIST 


PRAISE. 


I.  PRAISE     TO      GOD. 

-I  L.  M.  Watts. 

'  Universal  Praise. 

1  LOUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 

From  distant  worlds,  where  creatures  dwell ; 
Let  heaven  begin  the  solemn  word, 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 

2  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

3  Jehovah !  —  'tis  a  glorious  word  ; 

O,  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue ; 
But  saints,  who  best  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

4  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 

Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord ; 
From  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

£)  L.  M.  Watts. 

Praise  to  our  Creator. 

1  YE  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King ; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice ; 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God ;  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own ; 
.    The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 
1  i 


PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy  ; 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair  : 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind  : 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  : 
And  the  whole  race  of jxian  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  ajje  endure. 


3. 


L.  M.  Watts. 

All  Praise  due  to  God. 

1  MY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  : 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  hear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear : 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  works  with  boundless  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  ; 

Let  every  realm  with  joy  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

4  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise, 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  triumph  of  their  tongue. 


L.  M.  Watts. 

'  Delight  ia  Worship. 

1  SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
No  mortal  care  shall  fill  my  breast: 
O,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp,  of  solemn  sound. 


PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word : 
His  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  his  counsels,  how  divine ! 

4  And  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below, 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

~  II.  M.  Steele. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  LET  every  creature  join 

To  bless  Jehovah's  name, 
And  every  power  unite 

To  swell  th'  exalted  theme  ; 
Let  nature  raise,         I  A  general  song 
From  every  tongue,  J  Of  grateful  praise. 

2  But,  O,  from  human  tongues 

Should  nobler  praises  flow, 
And  every  thankful  heart 

With  warm  devotion  glow : 
Your  voices  raise,  Above  the  rest 

Ye  highly  blest ;  Declare  his  praise. 

3  Assist  me,  gracious  God ; 

My  heart,  my  voice  inspire ; 
Then  shall  I  humbly  join 

The  universal  choir ; 
Thy  grace  can  raise     I  And  tune  my  song 
My  heart  and  tongue,  |  To  lively  praise. 

a  L.  M.  .  Watts. 

Praise  and  holy  Fear. 

1  COME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise : 
God  is  a  sovereign  King :  rehearse 

.    His  honor  in  exalted  verse. 
3 


PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

2  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  framed  our  natures  by  his  word : 
He  is  our  Shepherd  ;  we,  the  sheep 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey ; 
Nor  let  our  hardened  hearts  renew 
The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew. 

4  Come,  let  us  turn,  with  holy  fear, 
To  him  who  now  invites  us  near ; 
Accept  the  offered  grace  to-day, 
Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 

5  Come,  seize  the  promise  while  it  waits. 
And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promised  rest ; 
Obey,  and  be  forever  blest 

'  8s  &  7s.  Robinson. 

1  Mercies  gratefully  acknoicledged. 

1  COME,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

*2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure, 
Sung  by  raptured  saints  above ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  sacred  pleasure. 
While  I  sing  redeeming  love. 

3  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

4  O,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be ! 
Let  thy  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee. 

5  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 
Here's  my  heart ;  O,  take  and  seal  it : 
Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 


8, 


9, 


10 


PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

S.  M.  Watts. 

Exhortation  to  Praise. 

1  COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  glory  sing : 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  Come,  worship  at  his  throne ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own ; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

3  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

S.  M.  Urwick's  Col. 

Pleasures  of  Spiritual  Worship. 

1  HOW  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord, 

And  in  his  praises  join, 
With  saints  his  goodness  to  record, 
And  sing  his  power  divine. 

2  These  seasons  of  delight 

The  dawn  of  glory  seem, 
Like  rays  of  pure,  celestial  light, 
Which  on  our  spirits  beam. 

3  But,  O,  the  bliss  sublime, 

When  joy  shall  be  complete, 
»  In  that  unclouded,  glorious  clime 
Where  all  thy  servants  meet ! 

4  Then  shall  the  ransomed  throng,     . 

The  Saviour's  love  record, 

Aud  shout,  in  everlasting  song, 

"  Salvation  to  the  Lord ! " 

S.  M.     •  Watts. 

1        Mercy  of  God  to  Soul  and  Body. 
1  O,  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

1*  5 


PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

2  O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  sou] ; 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins  ; 

'Tis  he  relieves  "thy  pain ; 
*Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  gives  thee  strength  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave : 
He,  who  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 


11. 


L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Goodness  and  Mercy  of  God  celebrated. 

1  BLESS,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God ; 
Call  home  thy  thoughts,  that  rove  abroad : 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 

In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise ; 
Let  not  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot. 

3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives.      • 

4  Let  every  land  his  power  confess  : 
Let  all  the  earth  adore  his  grace  : 

My  heart  and  tongue,  with  rapture,  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 


12. 


C.  M.  Watts. 

God's  Goodness. 

1  SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 
My  God,  my  heavenly  King  ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 
6 


PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  ; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word, 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

4  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  heavenly  King ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 


13. 


S.  M.  Watts. 

Greatness  of  God's  Mercy. 

1  MY  soul,  repeat  his  praise 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great, 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  Ave  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 


j  A  CM.  Steele. 

Wonders  of  God's  Love. 

1  YE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

With  songs  of  sacred  praise  ; 
For  he  is  good,  supremely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care ; 

In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 


PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

3  He  gave  his  well-beloved  Son 

To  save  our  souls  from  sin ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known. 
And  proves  it  all  divine. 

4  To  this  sure  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

And  here  our  hope  relies  ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 


II.  PRAISE      TO      CHRIST. 

"I  K  C.  M.  Watts. 

*         The  Lamb  of  God  worshipped. 

1  COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  crv, 

"To  be  exalted  thus:" 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thy  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


16 


C.  M.  Watts. 

•  A  neic  Song  to  the  Lamb. 

BEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb  " 

Amidst  his  Father's  throne ; 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 
8 


x-KAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Those  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints, 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise : 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints  ; 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessing's  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoner  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

in  C.  M.  Watts. 

'  Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  PLUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and  —  O,  amazing  love !  — 
He  flew  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O,  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hill3 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys  , 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 


PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

TO  C.  M.  Duncan. 

±  \J  t  rpjie  spiritual  Coronation. 

1  ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race,  — 

A  remnant  weak  and  small,  — 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  O  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


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C.  M.  Steele. 

King  of  Saints. 

COME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  Sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 

And  bow  before  his  throne. 
When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 

And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 
And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise  : 
Thy  love  can  raise  our  humble  strain, 

And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 
O,  happy  period !  glorious  day ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  powers,  their  raptured  lay, 

To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

Q  0  H.  M.  Watts. 

&  \J »    Q/irist  a  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

1  JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 

Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 

Or  angels  ever  bore : 
All  are  too  mean        I  Too  mean  to  set 
To  speak  his  worth,  |  The  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God, 

Our  tongues  shall  bless  thy  name  ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came,  — 
The  joyful  news    I  Of  hell  subdued, 
Of  sins  forgiven,  |  And  peace  with  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  shed  his  blood  and  died  ; 
Our  guilty  conscience  needs 

No  sacrifice  beside : 
His  precious  blood  I  And  now  it  pleads 
Did  once  atone,       j  Before  the  throne. 

4  O  thou  almighty  Lord, 

Our  Conqueror  and  our  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 

Thy  reigning  grace  we  sing : 
Thine  is  the  power  ;   I     In  willing  bonds 
O,  make  us  sit  Beneath  thy  feet. 


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C.  M.         Doddridge. 
Jesits  precious  to  them  that  believe. 

1  JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 

'Tis  music  to  my  ear  ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport  and  my  trust : 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 
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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there,  — 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last,  laboring  breath, 
And,  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 


22. 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Praise  to  God  the  Saviour. 

1  MY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend,  ' 

When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

0  When  I  am  filled  with  sore  distress 
For  some  surprising  sin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

4  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 
The  victories  of  my  King ! 
My  soul,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
$  Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 


23. 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Access  to  God  by  a  Mediator. 

COME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 

Up  to  the  courts  above, 
And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there, 

Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

Come,  let  us  bow  before  his  feet, 
And  venture  near  the  Lord ; 

No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 
Nor  double-flaming  sword. 

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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

3  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 

Are  opened  by  the  Son  ; 
High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 
And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 

4  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  Ave  bring, 

Great  Advocate  on  high, 
And  glory  to  th'  eternal  King, 
Who  lays  his  anger  by. 

OJ_  L.  M.         Krishna  Pal. 

'w^tl  Remembering  Christ. 

1  O  THOU,  my  soul,  forget  no  more 
The  Friend  who  all  thy  sorrows  bore ; 
Let  every  idol  be  forgot ; 

But,  O  my  soul,  forget  him  not. 

2  Renounce  thy  works  and  ways,  with  grief, 
And  fly  to  this  divine  relief; 

Nor  Him  forget,  who  left  his  throne, 
And  for  thy  life  gave  up  his  own. 

3  Eternal  truth  and  mercy  shine 
In  him,  and  he  himself  is  thine : 
And  canst  thou,  then,  with  sin  beset, 

Such  charms,  such  matchless  charms,  forget  ? 

4  O,  no  ;  till  life  itself  depart, 

His  name  shall  cheer  and  warm  my  heart ; 
And,  lisping  this,  from  earth  I'll  rise, 
And  join  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 


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8s  &  7s.         Lock  IIosp.  Col. 
Jesus  exalted  to  the  Throne. 


1  JESUS,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide ; 
All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 

2  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading ; 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare  ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

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PEAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

3  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 

4  Help,  ye  bright,  angelic  spirits ; 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 
Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise. 

k)fi  C.  M.  Steele. 

rm>  ^  *  Love  of  Christ  celebrated. 

1  TO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name   - 

Awake  the  sacred  song ! 
O,  may  his  love  —  immortal  flame  — 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love  what  mortal  thought  can  reach ! 

What  mortal  tongue  display ! 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  Dear  Lord,  while  we,  adoring,  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me." 

4  O,  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue, 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 


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lis.  De  Fleuky. 

Praise  to  the  Lamb. 

1  COME,  saints,  let  us  join  in  the  praise  of  the  Lamb, 

The  theme  most  sublime  of  the  angels  above ; 

They  dwell  with  delight  on  the  sound  of  his  name, 

And  gaze  on  his  glories  with  wonder  and  love. 

2  Come,  saints,  and  adore  him  ;  come,  bow  at  his  feet ; 

Let  grateful  hosannas  unceasing  arise  ; 
O,  give  him  the  glory  and  praise  that  are  meet, 
And  join  the  foil  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 

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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

3  Behold  to  what  honors  the  Saviour  is  raised  ; 

He  sits  on  the  throne,  and  he  rules  over  all ; 
By  man  once  rejected,  by  seraphs  now  praised, 
While  powers  and  dominions,  him  worshipping,  fall. 

4  They  worship  the  Lamb  who  for  sinners  was  slain : 

But  their  loftiest  songs  never  equal  his  love : 
The  claims  of  his  mercy  will  ever  remain, 
Transcending  the  anthems  in  glory  above. 

5  Yet  even  our  service  he  will  not  despise, 

When  we  join  in  his  worship  and  tell  of  his  name ; 
Then  let  us  unite  in  the  song  of  the  skies, 

And,  trusting  his  mercy,  sing,  "  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

lis  &  8s.  Swain. 

The  Glory  of  Christ. 

1  O  THOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight, 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call ; 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noon-tide  resort  with  thy  sheep, 

To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love  ? 
Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

3  O,  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you  seen, 

The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone  ? 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  Beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flock  he  has  gone  ? 

5  This  is  my  Beloved ;  his  form  is  divine ; 

His  vestments  shed  odors  around  ; 
The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crowned. 

6  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 

Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death ; 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet ; 
The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath. 

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PRAISE    TO    CHRIST. 

7  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 

To  water  the  gardens  of  grace ; 
From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall  know, 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

8  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word  ; 
He  speaks,  and  eternity,  filled  with  his  voice, 
Reechoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

OQ  lis  &  10s.  Hebee. 

Adoration  of  the  Infant  Saviour. 

1  BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid: 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning. 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

'2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining; 
Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

8  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 
Odors  of  Eden  and  offerings  divine  ? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation ; 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  : 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 


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lis.  Anon. 

The  Saviour's  Sorroics. 

1  THOU  sweet  gliding  Cedron,  by  thy  silver  streams, 
Our  Saviour  at  midnight,,  when  moonlight's  pale  beams 
Shone  bright  on  the  waters,  would  frequently  stray, 
And  lose,  in  thy  murmurs,  the  toils  of  the  day. 

l2  How  damp  were  the  vapors  that  fell  on  his  head ! 
How  hard  was  his  pillow,  —  how  humble  his  bed! 
The  angels,  astonished,  grew  sad  at  the  sight, 
And  followed  their  Master  with  solemn  delight. 

1G 


PRAYER   A    PRIVILEGE. 

3  O  Garden  of  Olives,  thou  dear  honored  spot, 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot ; 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above  ; 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  —  the  triumph  of  love ! 

4  Come,  saints,  and  adore  him,  —  come,  bow  at  his  feet 
O,  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet ; 

Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 

And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 


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PRAYER. 

PRAYER     A     PRIVILEGE. 

C.  M.  Beddome. 

Prayer. 

1  PRAYER  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man, 

Returning  whence  it  came ; 
Love  is  the  sacred  fire  within, 
And  prayer  the  rising  flame. 

2  It  gives  the  burdened  spirit  ease, 

And  soothes  the  troubled  breast ; 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourners  here, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  pray, 

He  hath  an  ear  to  hear ; 
To  him  there's  music  in  a  groan, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

4  The  humble  suppliant  cannot  fail 

To  have  his  wants  supplied, 

Since  He  for  sinners  intercedes 

Who  once  for  sinners  died. 


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C.  M.  Montgomery. 

'  Prayer. 

PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Unuttered  or  expressed, 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 

That  trembles  in  the  breast, 
2*  17 


PRAYER    A    PRIVILEGE. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 


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C.  M.  Montgomery. 

Prayer. 

1  PRAYER  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  prays." 

2  The  saints  in  prayer  appear  as  one 

In  word,  in  deed,  and  mind, 
While  with  the  Father  and  the  Son 
Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 

3  Nor  prayer  is  made  on  earth  alone ; 

The  Holy  Spirit  pleads, 
And  Jesus,  on  th'  eternal  throne, 
For  sinners  intercedes. 

4  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God,  — 

The  life,  the  truth,  the  way,  — 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 


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S.  M.  Newtox. 

'  Blessings  sought  in  Prayer. 

BEHOLD  the  throne  of  grace! 

The  promise  calls  me  near ; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 

And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 
18' 


PRAYER   A    PRIVILEGE. 

2  Thine  image.  Lord,  bestow, 

Thy  presence  and  thy  love  ; 
I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 
And  reign  with  thee  above. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith  ; 

Conform  my  will  to  thine  ; 

Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 

And  then  in  glory  shine. 

4  If  thou  these  blessings  give, 

And  wilt  my  portion  be, 
All  worldly  joys  I'll  cheerful  leave, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 

»>£■:  L.  M.  Stowell. 

OUt  The  Mercy- Seat. 

1  FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 

'Tis  found  before  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads  — 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet ; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more  ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat 

on  C.  M.  Anon. 

""•  Secret  Prayer- 

1  SWEET  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 
In  earnest  pleading  flows  ; 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 
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PRAYER    A    PRIVILEGE. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessing  she  desires ; 

Hope  points  the  upward  gaze  ; 
And  Love,  celestial  Love,  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

3  But  sweeter  far  the  still  small  voice, 

Unheard  by  human  ear, 
When  God  has  made  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 

4  No  accents  flow,  no  words  ascend ; 

All  utterance  faileth  there ; 
But  sainted  spirits  comprehend, 
And  God  accepts  the  prayer ! 


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S.  M.  Sac.  Lyrics, 

Morning  Prayer  Meeting. 

1  HOW  sweet  the  melting  lay, 

Which  breaks  upon  the  ear, 
When,  at  the  hour  of  rising  day, 
Believers  join  in  prayer  ! 

2  The  breezes  waft  their  cries 

Up  to  Jehovah's  throne ; 
He  listens  to  their  humble  sighs, 
And  sends  his  blessings  down. 

3  So  Jesus  rose  to  pray 

Before  the  morning  light, — 
Once  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay, 
And  wrestle  all  the  night 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

Who  sends  his  blessings  down 
To  rescue  souls  condemned  to  die, 
And  make  his  people  one. 


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C.  M.  Mrs.  Brown. 

Secret  Prayer  at  Twilight. 

1  I  LOVE  to  steal  a  while  away 
From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  closing  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

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PRAYER    A    PRIVILEGE. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  dav. 


C.  M.       H.  M.  Williams. 

Habitual  Devotion. 

1  WHILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled ; 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed  ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

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PKAiTER   A    PRIVILEGE. 

My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 
The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 

My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 


40. 


L.  M.  CowrER. 

Exhortation  to  Prayer. 

1  WHAT  various  hinderances  we  meet, 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 

Yet  who,  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw ; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love  ; 

Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  While  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide, 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side ; 

But  when  through  weariness  they  failed, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevailed. 

5  Have  you  no  words  ?  Ah,  think  again. 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

6  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  Heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 

7s.  COBBIN. 

Prayer  Meeting. 

I  LORD,  there  is  a  throne  of  grace ; 
There  we  now  would  seek  thy  face  ; 
Thou  wilt  hear  the  humblest  prayer 
Of  the  soul  that  seeks  thee  there. 


PRAYER    FOR    THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

2  Though  our  language  simple  be, 
Words  are  nothing,  Lord,  with  thee 
To  the  broken,  contrite  heart, 
Thou  wilt  joy  and  peace  impart. 

3  Saviour,  for  us  intercede, 
While  the  promises  we  plead ; 
And,  while  we  the  blessings  gain, 
Thine  the  glory  shall  remain. 


PRAYER    FOR    THE    HOLYSPIRIT. 


42. 


C.  M.  Watts, 

Breathing  after  the  Holy  Srp&rit. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  !  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys ! 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs : 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate,  — 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


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S.  M.  Beddome. 

•  Sanctifying  Influence. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
With  energy  divine, 
And  on  this  poor,  benighted  soul 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

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45 


PRAYER    FOR    THE    HOLY    SriRIT. 

Melt,  melt  this  frozen  heart ; 

This  stubborn  Trill  subdue  ; 
Each  evil  passion  overcome, 

And  form  me  all  anew. 
Mine  will  the  profit  be, 

But  thine  shall  be  the  praise  ; 
And  unto  thee  will  I  devote 

The  remnant  of  my  days. 

S.  M.  Haiit. 

Sanctifying  Influence. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  come  ; 

Let  thy  bright  beams  arise  ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  all  of  sin  ; 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood, 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  mercies  of  our  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

5  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts ; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love. 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Thee. 

L.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Spirit  invoked. 

1  COME,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love  ; 
O,  turn  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 

And  let  thy  sovereign  power  be  known. 

2  O,  let  a  holy  flock  await, 

In  crowds,  around  thy  temple  gate, 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal  to  be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 

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PRAYER    FOR    THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

C.  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 

Spirit  of  Holiness. 

1  SPIRIT  of  holiness,  descend; 

Thy  people  wait  for  thee ; 
Thine  ear,  in  kind  compassion,  lend ; 
Let  us  thy  mercy  see. 

2  Behold,  thy  weary  churches  wait, 

With  wishful,  longing  eyes  ; 
Let  us  no  more  lie  desolate ; 
O,  bid  thy  light  arise. 

3  Thy  light,  that  on  our  souls  hath  shone, 

Leads  us  in  hope  to  thee ; 
Let  us  not  feel  its  rays  alone  — 
Alone  thy  people  be. 

4  O,  bring  our  dearest  friends  to  God ; 

Remember  those  Ave  love  ; 
Fit  them,  on  earth,  for  thine  abode ; 
Fit  them  for  joys  above. 

5  Spirit  of  holiness,  'tis  thine 

To  hear  our  feeble  prayer , 
Come, — for  we  wait  thy  power  divine, - 
Let  us  thy  mercy  share. 


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L.  M.  Beddome. 

The  indwelling  Spirit. 

1  COME,  thou  eternal  Spirit,  come 

From  heaven,  thy  glorious  dwelling-place ; 
O,  make  my  sinful  heart  thy  home, 
And  consecrate  it  by  thy  grace. 

2  There  fix,  O  Lord,  thy  blest  abode, 

And  drive  thy  foes  forever  thence ; 
There  shed  a  Saviour's  love  abroad, 
And  light,  and  life,  and  joy,  dispense. 

3  My  wants  supply ;  my  fears  suppress  ; 

Direct  my  way,  and  hold  me  up; 
Teach  me,  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
To  pray  in  faith,  and  wait  in  hope. 

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PRAYER    FOR    THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

H.  M.         Campbell's  Col. 
1   Pleading  the  Promise  of  the  Spirit. 

1  O  THOU  that  hearest  prayer, 

Attend  our  humble  cry, 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word : 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord. 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry,  — 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  varied  wants  supply,  — 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father,  thou ; 

We,  children  of  thy  grace  : 
O,  let  thy  Spirit  now 

Descend  and  fill  the  place  ; 
So  shall  we  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

4  O,  may  that  sacred  fire, 

Descending  from  above, 
Our  languid  hearts  inspire 

With  fervent  zeal  and  love  ; 
Enlighten  our  beclouded  eyes, 
And  teach  our  grovelling  souls  to  rise. 

AQ  L.  M.  Stexnett. 

t:  V  *  'f]ie  gracious  Promise. 

1  "  WHERE  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 
Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 

Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise,  -— 

2  "  There,"  says  the  Saviour,  "  will  I  be, 
Amid  this  little  company ; 

To  them  unveil  my  smiling  face, 
And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word : 

Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

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PRAYER   FOR   A   REVIVAL. 


III. PRAYER     FOR    A      REVIVAL. 

KA  L.   M.  KlXGSBLRY. 

0yjt  A  Revival  desired. 

1  REVIVE  thy  churches,  Lord,  with  grace  : 
Heal  every  breach,  and  grant  us  peace ; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth ;  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 

2  May  young  and  old  thy  word  receive, 
Dead  sinners  hear  thy  voice  and  live, 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find, 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 

3  May  aged  saints,  matured  with  grace, 
Abound  in  fruits  of  holiness  : 

And,  when  transplanted  to  the  skies, 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 

4  Thus  we  our  suppliant  voices  raise, 
And,  weeping,  sow  the  seeds  of  praise, 
In  humble  hope  that  thou  wilt  hear 
Our  songs  of  praise  and  fervent  prayer. 


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S.  M.  Sac.  Soxgs. 

1  Prayer  for  a  Revival. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  work  revive 

In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  O,  let  thy  chosen  few 

Awake  to  earnest  prayer ; 
Their  sacred  vows  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  feeble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear ; 

Now  listen  to  our  cry : 
O,  come  and  bring  salvation  near ; 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 

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52. 


PRAYER    FOR   A    REVIVAL. 

8  s,  7s  &  4.  Newton. 

Prayer  for  a  Revival. 

1  SAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation  ; 

Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again  : 
Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourished ; 

Every  part  looked  gay  and  green ; 
All  its  plants  by  thee  were  nourished ; 

Then  how  cheering  was  the  scene ! 
Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

3  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance  ; 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 

Every  plant  should  droop  and  die : 
Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

4  Gracious  Saviour,  hasten  hither ; 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again  ; 
O,  permit  them  not  to  wither  ; 

Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain : 
Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 


Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers ; 
Let  each  one,  esteemed  thy  servant, 

Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares 
Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

6  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh, 
And  begin,  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh : 
Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 


53. 


peAyer  for  a  eevival. 

L.  M.  RippOn. 

Divine  Influence  compared  to  Rain. 

1  AS  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
Our  God  shall  send  his  Spirit  down : 
Eternal  Source  of  grace  divine, 
What  soul-refreshing  drops  are  thine ! 

2  That  heavenly  influence  let  us  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind, 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

3  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confined 
To  us,  but  poured  on  all  mankind, 
Till  earth's  rude  wastes  in  Verdure  rise, 
And  Eden's  beauty  greet  our  eyes. 


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L.  M.  Watts. 

Waiting  for  an  Anstcer. 

1  REVIVE  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 

And  let  thy  saints  in  thee  rejoice ; 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word ; 
We  wait  for  praise  to  tune  our  voice. 

2  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  say ; 

He'll  speak,  and  give  his  people  peace ; 
But  let  them  run  no  more  astray, 
Lest  his  returning  wrath  increase. 

KK  L.  M.  Newton. 

Encouragement. 

1  WHILE  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way, 

To  see  the  work  of  God  decline, 
Methought  I  heard  the  Saviour  say, 
"  Dismiss  thy  fears  —  the  ark  is  mine. 

2  "  Though  for  a  time  I  hid  my  face, 

Rely  upon  my  love  and  power ; 
Still  wrestle  at  the  throne  of  grace, 
And  wait  for  a  reviving  hour. 

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THE    BIBLE. 

3  '*  Take  down  thy  long-neglected  harp  ; 

I've  seen  thy  tears  and  heard  thy  prayer : 
The  winter  season  has  been  sharp, 
But  spring  shall  all  its  wastes  repair." 

4  Lord,  I  obey,  —  my  hopes  revive  ; 

Come,  join  with  me,  ye  saints,  and  sing ; 
Our  foes  in  vain  against  us  strive, 
For  God  will  help  and  triumph  bring. 


56, 


THE   BIBLE. 

C.  M.  Steele. 

The  Bible  suited  to  our  Wants. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  'Tis  here  the  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Here  purer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

3  'Tis  here  the  Saviour's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around, 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys, 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  O,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever-dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

5  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  forever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  here. 
30     . 


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THE    BIBLE. 

C.  M.  Cowpeb. 

The  Bible  the  Light  of  the  World. 

1  WHAT  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page ! 

Majestic,  like  the  sun, 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  power  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat : 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise  ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display 
A3  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  Him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 


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L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Power  of  Truth. 

1  THIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
Sent  to  the  nations  from  above  ; 
Jehovah  here  resolves  to  show 
What  his  almighty  grace  can  do. 

2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find, 
To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind  — 

This  sovereign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 
Restore  the  ruined  creature,  man. 

3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive ; 
Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live ; 

Dry  bones  are  raised,  and  clothed  afresh, 
And  hearts  of  stone  are  turned  to  flesh. 

4  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 
Let  sinners  gaze  and  hate  me  too ; 
The  word  that  saves  me  does  engage 
A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

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THE   BIBLE. 

KQ  CM.  Fawcett. 

^  ^ '         The  Revelation  of  a  Saviour. 

1  THE  word  reveals  a  Saviour's  grace, 

Its  height,  and  breadth,  and  length ; 
It  points  us  to  his  righteousness, 
And  arms  us  with  his  strength. 

2  It  cheers  our  minds  like  heavenly  dew, 

Or  kind,  refreshing  rain ; 
And  when  affliction  brings  us  low, 
It  softens  every  pain. 

3  This  word  shall  be  our  heritage, 

Our  portion  and  delight, 
In  sickness  or  declining  age, 
When  death  appears  in  sight. 

4  Then  will  it  cheer  the  dreary  path,  ' 

And  brighten  all  the  gloom ; 
While  steadfast  hope  and  humble  faith 
Shall  triumph  o'er  the  tomb. 


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C.  M.      Campbell's  Col. 
The  Glory  of  the  Word, 

1  A  GLORY  in  the  word  we  find, 
When  grace  restores  our  sight; 
But  sin  has  darkened  all  the  mind, 
And  veiled  the  heavenly  light. 

•2  When  God  the  Spirit  clears  our  view, 
How  bright  the  doctrines  shine ! 
Their  holy  fruits  and  sweetness  show 
The  Author  is  divine. 

3  How  blest  are  we  with  open  face 
To  view  thy  glory,  Lord, 
And  all  thy  image  here  to  trace 
Reflected  in  thy  word  ! 


In  holiness  and  love, 
That  we  may  long  to  see  and  know 
Thy  glorious  face  above. 

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THE    BIBLE. 

fil  12s  &  lis.  Anon. 

^  ■*-  '  The  Family  Bible. 

HOW  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recollection 

Of  youthful  emotions  and  innocent  joy, 
When  blest  with  parental  advice  and  affection, 

Surrounded  with  mercies,  with  peace  from  on  high ! 
I  still  view  the  chair  of  my  father  and  mother, 

The  seats  of  their  offspring  as  ranged  on  each  hand, 
And  that  richest  book  which  excels  every  other, 

The  family  Bible,  which  lay  on  the  stand. 

The  old-fashioned  Bible,  the  dear  blessed  Bible, 
The  family  Bible,  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

That  Bible,  the  volume  of  God's  inspiration, 

At  morn  and  at  evening  could  yield  us  delight ; 
The  prayer  of  our  sire  was  a  sweet  invocation 

For  mercy  by  day  and  for  safety  through  night. 
Our  hymns  of  thanksgiving  with  harmony  swelling, 

All  warm  from  the  heart  of  a  family  band, 
Half  raised  us  from  earth  to  that  rapturous  dwelling 

Described  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
The  old-fashioned  Bible,  &c. 

Ye  scenes  of  tranquillity,  long  have  we  parted, 

My  hopes  almost  gone,  and  my  parents  no  more ; 
In  sorrow  and  sadness  I  live  broken-hearted, 

And  wander  unknown  on  a  far-distant  shore. 
Yet  how  can  I  doubt  my  Redeemer's  protection, 

Forgetful  of  gifts  from  his  bountiful  hand  ? 
O,  let  me,  with  patience,  receive  his  correction, 

And  think  of  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand ; 
The  old-fashioned  Bible,  &c. 


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C  M.  Fawcett. 

Precioa.sness  of  the  Bible. 

1  HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts. 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 
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SINNERS    WARNED. 

3  This  lamp,  through  alfrthe  tedious  night 
Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

ao  L.  M.  Kelly. 

Delight  in  the  Scriptures. 

1  I  LOVE  the  sacred  book  of  God ; 
No  other  can  its  place  supply ; 

It  points  me  to  the  saint's  abode, 
And  lifts  my  joyful  thoughts  on  high. 

2  Blest  book !  in  thee  my  eyes  discern 
The  image  of  my  absent  Lord ; 
From  thine  instructive  page  I  learn 
The  joys  his  presence  will  afford. 

3  But  while  I'm  here,  thou  shalt  supply 
His  place,  and  tell  me  of  his  love  ; 
I'll  read  with  faith's  discerning  eye, 
And  thus  partake  of  joys  above. 


SINNERS. 

I. WARNED. 

CiA  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Si?mer  found  warding. 

1  RAISE,  thoughtless  sinner,  raise  thine  eye ; 
Behold  God's  balance  lifted  high : 

There  shall  his  justice  be  displayed, 
And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weighed. 

2  See  in  one  scale  his  perfect  law ; 
Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw  : 
Wouldst  thou  the  awful  test  sustain  ? 

Thy  works  how  light !  thy  thoughts  how  vain ! 

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SINNERS    WARNED. 

3  Behold,  the  hand  of  God  appears 
To  trace  in  dreadful  characters  — 

"  Sinner  —  thy  soul  is  wanting  found, 
And  wrath  shall  smite  thee  to  the  ground.' 

4  Let  sudden  fear  thy  nerves  unbrace  ; 
Let  horror  change  thy  guilty  face  ; 
Through  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguish  roll, 
Till  deep  repentance  melt  thy  soul. 


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S.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Danger  of  Delay. 

1  ALL  yesterday  is  gone ; 

To-morrow 's  not  our  own ; 

O  sinner,  come,  without  delay, 

To  bow  before  the  throne. 

2  O,  hear  his  voice  to-day, 

And  harden  not  your  heart ; 
To-morrow,  with  a  frown,  he  may 
Pronounce  the  word,  —  "  Depart." 


66 


j  7s.  T.  Scott. 

Danger  of  Delay. 

1  HASTE,  O  sinner ;  now  be  wise  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun : 
Wisdom  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Haste,  and  mercy  now  implore  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run.. 

3  Haste,  O  sinner ;  now  return  : 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Haste,  O  sinner ;  now  be  blest ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrows  sun, 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

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67 


SINNERS    WARNED. 

L.  M.  Hyde. 

•  The  Voice  ivithin. 

SAY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 

Oft  whispered  to  thy  secret  soul, 
Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 

And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control ! 
Sinner,  it  was  a  heavenly  voice  ; 

It  was  the  Saviours  gracious  call ; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 

And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light ; 

Regard  in  time  the  warning  kind ; 
That  call  thou  mayst  not  always^slight, 

And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 
Sinner,  perhaps  this  very  day 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be  ; 
O,  shouldst  thou  grieve  him  now  away, 

Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 


68. 


8s,  7s  &  4.  Reed. 

Tlie  Sinner  teamed. 
HEAR,  O  sinner  !  Mercy  hails  you  ; 

Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls  ; 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 
Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls  : 

Trust  in  Jesus ; 
'Tis  the  voice  of  Mercy  calls. 

Haste,  O  sinner,  to  the  Saviour ; 

Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may ; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over; 

Soon  your  life  will  pass  away  : 
Haste  to  Jesus ; 

You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 


69. 


L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Road  to  Life  and  to  Death. 
BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

And  thousands  walk  together  there ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 
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SINNERS    WARNED. 

2  "  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  : 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain  ; 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new  — 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 


70 


L.  M.  Dwight. 

Shiners  invited  to  immediate  Repentance. 

1  WHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 

Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given ; 
But  soon,  ah,  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  O,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave, 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise, 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
No  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

n-|  7s.  S.  F.  Smith. 

•        '  The  Sinner  at  the  Judgment. 

1  WHEN  thy  mortal  life  is  fled, 
When  the  death-shades  o'er  thee  spread, 
When  is  finished  thy  career, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear  ? 
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SINNERS    WARNED. 

2  When  the  world  has  passed  away, 
When  draws  near  the  judgment-day, 
When  the  awful  trump  shall  sound, 
Say,  O,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 

3  When  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
Clothed  in  majesty  and  might, 
When  the  wicked  quail  with  fear, 
Where,  O,  where  wilt  thou  appear  ? 

4  What  shall  soothe  thy  bursting  heart, 
When  the  saints  and  thou  must  part? 
When  the  good  with  joy  are  crowned, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 

5  While  the  Holy  Ghost  is  nigh, 
Quickly  to  the  Saviour  fly  ; 
Then  shall  peace  thy  spirit  cheer ; 
Then  in  heaven  shalt  thou  appear. 

wn  L.  M.  Watts. 

'      Life  the  Day  of  Grace  and  Hope. 

1  LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  given 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven  — 
The  day  of  grace  ;  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue, 
Since  no  device,  nor  work,  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 


73 


S.  M.  Hyde. 

Grieve  not  the  Spirit. 

I  AND  canst  thou,  sinner,  slight 
The  call  of  love  divine  ? 
Shall  God  with  tenderness  invite, 
And  gain  no  thought  of  thine  ? 
'38 


'  SINNERS    WARNED. 

2  Wilt  thou  not  cease  to  grieve 

The  Saviour  from  thy  breast, 
Till  he  thy  wretched  soul  shall  leave 
With  all  thy  sins  oppressed  ? 

3  To-day,  a  pardoning  God 

Will  hear  the  suppliant  pray ; 
To-day,  a  Saviour's  cleansing  blood 
Will  wash  thy  guilt  away. 

4  But  grace,  so  dearly  bought, 

If  yet  thou  wilt  despis^ 
Thy  fearful  doom,  with  vengeance  fraught, 
Will  fill  thee  with  surprise. 


74, 


12s  &  lis.  J.  B.  Hague. 

"  The  Harvest  is  past,  the  Summer  is  ended" 

1  HARK,  sinner,  while  God  from  on  high  doth  entreat  thee, 

And  warnings  with  accents  of  mercy  doth  blend ; 

Give  ear  to  his  voice,  lest  in  judgment  he  meet  thee  ; 

"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

2  How  oft  of  thy  danger  and  guilt  he  hath  told  thee  ! 

How  oft  still  the  message  of  mercy  doth  send  ! 
Haste,  haste,  while  he  waits  in  his  arms  to  enfold  thee ; 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

3  Despised,  rejected,  at  length  he  may  leave  thee  : 

What  anguish  and  horror  thy  bosom  will  rend  ! 
Then  haste  thee,  O  sinner,  while  he  will  receive  thee : 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

4  Ere  long,  and  Jehovah  will  come  in  his  power ; 

Our  God  will  arise,  with  his  foes  to  contend : 
Haste,  haste  thee,  O  sinner ;  prepare  for  that  hour ; 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

5  The  Saviour  will  call  thee  in  judgment  before  him  : 

O,  bow  to  his  sceptre,  and  make  him  thy  Friend  ; 
Now  yield  him  thy  heart,  and  make  haste  to  adore  him  ; 
"Thy  harvest  is  passing,  thy  summer  will  end." 

ry  k  lis.  Sacred  Songs. 

•   ^  *  Delay  not. 

1  DELAY  not,  delay  not ;  O  sinner,  draw  near ; 
The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee : 
No  price  is  demanded ;  the  Saviour  is  here ; 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 

39 


SINNERS    INVITED. 

'2  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  why  longer  abuse 

The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thy  God  ? 
A.  fountain  is  opened ;  how  canst  thou  refuse 
To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardoning  blood  ? 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  to  come, 

For  Mercy  still  lingers,  and  calls  thee  to-day ; 

Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  shades  of  the  tomb ; 

Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  the  Spirit  of  grace, 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take  its  sad  flight. 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race, 
To  sink  in  the  gloom  of  eternity's  night 

5  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  the  hour  is  at  hand ; 

The  earth  shall  dissolve,  and  the  heavens  shall  fade  ; 
The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment  shall  stand ; 
What  helper,  then,  sinner,  shall  lend  thee  his  aid  ? 


76. 


II  .  INVI  TED  . 

L.  M.  Watts. 

Christ's  Invitation  to  Sinners. 

1  "  COME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come ; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  "  They  shall  find  rest  who  learn  of  me : 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind : 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  "  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight: 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  the  neck ; 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light" 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command ; 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

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SINNEH3    INVITED. 


tyty  L.  M.  Steele. 

"    '   '  Rest  for  the  weary  Penitent. 

1  COME,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppressed  with  sin,  a  painful  load, 

O,  come  and  spread  your  woes  abroad ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes  ; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace ; 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  free  the  grace  ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind,  inviting  voice. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  wondrous  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove ; 
O,  sweetly  influence  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest 

tjQ  L.  M.  Watts. 

•   ®  *  Object  of  Christ's  Advent. 

1  NOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 

Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God,  appear ; 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
No  flaming  sword  nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 

Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word ; 

Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live ; 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 
His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 
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79. 


SINNERS    INVITED. 

C.  M.  Steele. 

The  Saviour's  Invitation. 


1  THE  Saviour  calls  ;  let  every  ear 

Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting*  souls,  dismiss  your  fear ; 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss,  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come ;  'tis  mercy's  voice  , 

That  gracious  voice  obey ; 
'Tis  Jesus  calls  to  heavenly  joys  ; 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts  ; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 


r\r\  7s.  Pratt's  Col. 

^  ^  *  Christ's  Invitation. 

1  COME,  saith  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
Weary  pilgrims,  hither  come. 

2  Hither  come  ;  for  here  is  found 
Balm  for  every  bleeding  wound, 
Peace  which  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest,  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

q-j  CM.  Steele. 

'  Yet  there  is  Room. 

I  YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
Behold  a  royal  feast, 
Where  Mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

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SINNERS    INVITED. 

2  There  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 

He  calls  —  he  bids  you  come : 
Though  guilt  restrains,  and  fear  alarms, 
Behold,  there  yet  is  room. 

3  O,  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love ; 
While  hope  expects  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

4  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  the  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  songs  on  earth  unknown. 

5  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come : 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
And  enter  while  there's  room. 


82. 


H.    M.  TOPLADY. 

The  Jubilee  proclaimed. 

1  BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 

The  gladly-solemn  sound ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood, 

Through  all  the  lands,  proclaim ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive, 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

43 


SINNERS    INVITED. 

4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near ; 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

5  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  full  atonement  made ; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 

Ye  mourning  souls,  be  glad : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

q  q  12s.  Thoknby. 

®  &  •  The  Voice  of  Free  Grace. 

1  THE  voice  of  Free  Grace  cries,  Escape  to  the  mountain ; 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  has  opened  a  fountain  : 

For  sin,  and  uncleanness,  and  every  transgression, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  hath  purchased  our  pardon ; 

We'll  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded,  0,  flee  to  the  Saviour ; 
He  calls  you  in  mercy ;  — 'tis  infinite  favor ; 

Your  sins  are  increasing  ;  escape  to  the  mountain ; 
His  blood  can  remove  them,  which  flews  from  the  fountain. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 

3  0  Jesus,  ride  on,  triumphantly  glorious ; 

O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  thou  art  more  than  victorious  ; 
Thy  name  is  the  theme  of  the  great  congregation, 
While  angels  and  men  raise  the  shout  of  salvation  — 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 


84 


C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Gospel  Trumpet. 

1  LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind,  — 

44 


SINNERS    INVITED. 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away,  and  die,  — 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thin 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 


85. 


S.    M.  DoBELL. 

Now  the  accepted  Time. 

1  NOW  is  th'  accepted  time  ; 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
Now,  sinners,  come,  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time  ; 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late  ; 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time  ; 

The  gospel  bids  you  come, 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls, 

And  feast  them  with  thy  love  ; 
Then  will  the  angels  swiftly  fly 
To  bear  the  news  above. 


86 


7s.  Convert's  Oomp. 

Offered  Peace. 

1  WEEPING  sinners,  dry  your  tears ; 
Jesus  on  the  throne  appears  ; 
Mercy  comes  with  balmy  wing, 
Bids  you  his  salvation  sing. 

2  Peace  he  brings  you  by  his  death, 
Peace  he  speaks  with  every  breath ; 
Can  you  slight  such  heavenly  charms  ? 
Flee,  O  flee  to  Jesus'  arms. 

45 


SINNERS    ENTREATED. 


87 


8s,  7s  &  4.  Hart. 

Sinners  entreated  by  tlie  Mercies  of  Christ. 

1  COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 

Come  in  mercy's  gracious  hour  ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power : 

He  is  able  — 
He  is  willing  —  doubt  no  more. 

2  Let  no  sense  of  guilt  prevent  you, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

3  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo !  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies  ; 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ; 

There  he  groans,  and  bleeds,  and  dies 

"  It  is  finished ; " 
Heaven's  atoning  sacrifice. 

4  Lo !  the  incarnate  God,  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood ; 
Venture  on  him  —  venture  wholly ; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 


88. 


III. ENTREATED. 

C.  M.      Hymxs  of  Zion. 
The  Saviour  at  the  Door. 

AMAZING  sight !  the  Saviour  stands 

And  knocks  at  every  door ! 
Ten  thousand  blessings  in  his  hands, 

To  satisfy  the  poor. 

"Behold,"  he  saith,  "  I  bleed  and  die 

To  bring  you  to  my  rest : 
Hear,  sinners,  while  I'm  passing  by, 

And  be  forever  blest 


SINNERS    ENTREATED. 

3  "  Will  you  despise  my  bleeding  love, 

And  choose  the  way  to  hell  ? 
Or  in  the  glorious  realms  above, 
With  me,  forever  dwell  ? 

4  "  Say,  will  you  hear  my  gracious  voice, 

And  have  your  sins  forgiven  ? 
Or  will  you  make  that  wretched  choice, 
And  bar  yourselves  from  heaven  ?  " 


89, 


L.  M.  Doddridge. 

One  Thing  needful. 


1  WHY  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  God's  compassion  spares, 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love  ? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain  ? 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  ? 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue ; 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  impart ; 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart ; 
Then  we  no  more  on  trifling  cares 
Shall  waste  that  life  thy  mercy  spares. 

QA  lis.  Anon. 

'  Acquaint  thyself  quickly. 

1  ACQUAINT  thyself  quickly,  O  sinner,  with  God, 
And  joy,  like  the  sunshine,  shall  beam  on  thy  road ; 
And  peace,  like  the  dewdrops,  shall  fall  on  thy  head ; 
And  sleep,  like  an  angel,  shall  visit  thy  bed. 

2  Acquaint  thyself  quickly,  O  sinner,  with  God, 
And  he  shall  be  with  thee  when  fears  are  abroad ; 
Thy  safeguard  in  dangers  that  threaten  thy  path  ; 
Thy  joy  in  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death. 

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SINNERS    ENTREATED. 

Q1  8s,  7s,  &  4.  Allex. 

'  Glad  Tidings. 

1  SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 

Every  sentence,  O,  how  tender  ! 

Every  line  is  full  of  love  : 

Listen  to  it ; 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Z  ion's  King  proclaim  : 
"  Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner  ; 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name : "  , 

How  important ! 
"  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor ; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears  : 
And  with  news  of  consolation 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears ; 

Tender  heralds ! 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  Who  hath  our  report  believed  ? 

Who  received  the  joyful  word  ? 
Who  embraced  the  news  of  pardon 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

Can  you  slight  it  ? 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord. 


0  L.  M.  Grigg. 
The  Heavenly  Guest. 

1  BEHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door ! 

He  gently  knocks  —  has  knocked  before ; 
Has  waited  long  —  is  waiting  still : 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  O,  lovely  Saviour,  see,  he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands ! 
O,  matchless  kindness  !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 


SINNERS    ENTREATED. 

But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  ? 
He  will ;  the  very  friend  you  need : 
The  friend  of  sinners  —  yes,  'tis  He, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 
Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn  — 
His  feet  departed  ne'er  return  : 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour  's  at  hand 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 

S.  M.  Select  Hymns. 

Noiv  the  Day  of  Greece. 

1  NOW  is  the  day  of  grace ; 

Now  to  the  Saviour  come  ; 
The  Lord  is  calling,  "  Seek  my  face, 
And  I  will  guide  you  home." 

2  A  Father  bids  you  speed ; 

O.  wherefore  then  delay  ? 
He  calls  in  love  ;  he  sees  your  need  : 
He  bids  you  come  to-day. 

3  To-day  the  prize  is  won  ; 

The  promise  is  to  save  ; 
Then,  O,  be  wise  ;  to-morrow's  sun 
May  shine  upon  your  grave. 

QA  C-  M-  Jones. 

•        The  Invitation  and  the  Resolve. 

1  COME,  weary  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand"  thoughts  revolve ; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve  :  — 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose ; 
I  know  his  courts  ;  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "  I'll  prostrate  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  "I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives ; 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch. 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

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REGENERATION. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer ; 
But,  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go ; 

I  am  resolved  to  try ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  die." 


CHRISTIANS.      > 

I.  REGENERATION. 

QK  L.  M.  Watts. 

^  ^ e  The  Spirit  enlightening  and  renewing. 

1  ETERNAL  Spirit,  we  confess 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day ; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin ; 
Our  wild,  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys ; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

Qa  CM.  Watts: 

'  Regeneration  by  the  Spirit. 

1  NOT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
Nor  rites  that  God  has  given,    - 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

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REGENERATION. 

2  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace, 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new,  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind, 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh, 
Creates  anew  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

'  4  Our  quickened  souls  awake  and  rise 
From  their  long  sleep  of  death ; 
On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 
And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

O^  C.  M.  Watts. 

Salvation  by  Grace. 

1  LORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 

How  great  our  guilt  has  been ; 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But,  O  my  soul,  forever  praise, 

Forever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame. 

3  'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done ; 
But  we  are  saved  by  sovereign  grace, 
Abounding  through  his  Son. 

4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  begin  ; 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
Our  souls  are  washed  from  sin. 

5  'Tis  through  the  purchase  of  his  death 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

6  Raised  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew ; 

And,  justified  by  grace, 
We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 

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98. 


REGENERATION. 

C.  P.  M.  Occum. 

Conviction  and  Conversion. 

1  AWAKED  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 

Exposed  to  endless  woe  ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  else  to  ruin  go. 

'}  Amazed  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near ; 
I  strove,  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain ; 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again  "" 

Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  poured  its  curses  on  my  head ; 

I  no  relief  could  find. 
This  fearful  truth  increased  my  pain ; 
"The  sinner  must  be  born  again" 

O'erwhelmed  my  tortured  mind. 

4  Again  did  Sinai's  thunder  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast,  oppressive  load  : 
Alas  !  I  read  and  saw  it  plain, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  feel  the  wrath  of  God. 

5  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell 
How  Jesus  conquered  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare ; 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

6  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 

The  gracious  Saviour  passed  this  way, 

And  felt  his  pity  move : 
The  sinner,  by  his  justice  slain,    . 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

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REPENTANCE. 


II.  REPENTANCE. 

A  A  L.  M.  Watts. 

*^ '         Pardon  penitently  implored. 

1  SHOW  pity.  Lord  ;  O  Lord,  forgive ; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes,  though  great,  cannot  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound ; 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
Here,  on  my  heart,  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips,  with  shame,  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death ; 

And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

1  A  A  CM.  Watts. 

1  \J  \J »    pieading  the  Death  of  Christ. 

1  O  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call ; 

My  load  of  guilt  remove ; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace : 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 

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REPENTANCE. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone ; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul  oppressed  with  sin's  desert 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise  ; 
A  broken  and  a  contrite  heart 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 


101 


S.  M.  Watts. 

Ingratitude  deplored. 

1  IS  this  the  kind  return  ? 

Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe  ?  — - 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ? 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 

Has  sin  reduced  our  mind ! 
What  strange,  rebellious  wretches  we  ! 
And  God  as  strangely  kind ! 

3  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ; 
Break,  sovereign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 

4  Let  past  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes ; 
And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 


102. 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Godly  Sorrow  at  the  Cross. 

ALAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 
He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

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REPENTANCE. 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away  ; 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


103 


C.  M.        Heginbotham. 
Repentance  in  View  of  the  Cross. 

AND  can  mine  eyes,  without  a  tear, 

A  weeping  Saviour  see  ? 
Shall  I  not  weep  his  groans  to  hear, 

Who  groaned  and  died  for  me  ? 

Blest  Jesus,  let  those  tears  of  thine 

Subdue  each  stubborn  foe  ; 
Come,  fill  my  heart  with  love  divine, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  flow. 


104 


S.  M.  Beddome. 

Repentance  in  View  of  Christ's  Compassion. 

1  DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  wondering  angels  see ; 
Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul ; 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep ; 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear : 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

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105. 


REPENTANCE. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

Returning  to  God. 

1  A  BROKEN  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  is  humbled  in  the  dust, 

And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just : 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
x\nd  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways  ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

4  O,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ; 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song  ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness 


106. 


C.  M.  Steele. 

Contrition. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh ; 
Thy  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye. 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  sinful  wanderer  mourn  : 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Return  "  ? 

3  O,  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

4  Thy  presence  only  can  bestow 

Delights  which  never  cloy ; 
Be  this  my  solace  here  below, 
And  my  eternal  joy. 

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REPENTANCE. 

~t  f\ry  CM.  Stennett. 

J-  Vy  i  •  Pardon  implored. 

1  DEAR  Saviour,  prostrate  at  thy  feet 

A  guilty  rebel  lies, 
And  upward  to  thy  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears,  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed ; 
No  blood,  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

4  I  plead  thy  sorrows,  gracious  Lord  ; 

Do  thou  my  sins  forgive  : 
Thy  justice  will  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 


108. 


L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Backslider's  Supplication. 

1  O  THOU  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 

But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without,  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford, 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

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109 


REPENTANCE. 

C.  M.  Steele. 

Pardoning  Love. 

HOW  oft,  alas !  this  wretched  heart 
Has  wandered  from  the  Lord  ! 

How  oft  my  roving-  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word ! 

Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls,  "Return;" 
Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ? 

My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn ; 
O,  take  the  wanderer  home. 

And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou,  yet  forgive. 
And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 

And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 

Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 

Blest  Saviour,  I  adore  ; 
O,  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 

And  let  me  rove  no  more. 


t  -j  r\  L.  M.  Hart. 

-1-  -*-  ^  •      Hardness  of  Heart  lamented. 

1  O  FOR  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
To  chase  the  shades  of  night  away ; 
To  melt,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  unrelenting  heart  of  mine ! 

2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake. 
The  ocean  roar,  the  mountain  shake ; 
All  nature  feels,  and  gives  the  sign, 
But  not  this  stubborn  heart  of  mine. 

3  Dear  Lord,  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt 
Might  cause  a  heart  of  stone  to  melt : 
Yet  I  can  read  each  sacred  line, 
And  nothing  melt  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  But  power  supreme  the  soul  can  move, 
And  purify  and  melt  to  love : 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  power  divine,  ' 
O  come,  subdue  this  heart  of  mine. 

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111. 


REPENTANCE. 

7s.  Sacred  Songs. 

Beep  Contrition. 

1  JESUS,  save  my  dying  soul ; 
Make  the  broken  spirit  whole ; 
Humbled  in  the  dust  I  lie  ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 

2  Jesus,  full  of  every  grace, 
Now  reveal  thy  smiling  face ; 
Grant  the  joy  of  sin  forgiven, 
Foretaste  of  the  bliss  of  heaven. 

3  All  my  guilt  to  thee  is  known ; 
Thou  art  righteous,  thou  alone  ; 
All  my  help  is  from  thy  cross ; 
All  beside  I  count  but  loss. 

4  Lord,  in  thee  I  now  believe ; 
Wilt  thou  —  wilt  thou  not  forgive  ? 
Helpless  at  thy  feet  I  lie ; 
Saviour  leave  me  not  to  die. 


112 


7s.  Raffles. 

Confession  of  Sin. 

1  SOVEREIGN  Ruler,  Lord  of  all, 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
Hear,  O,  hear  my  earnest  cry  ; 
Frown  not,  lest  I  faint  and  die. 

2  Vilest  of  the  sons  of  men, 
Chief  of  sinners,  I  have  been : 
Oft  have  sinned  before  thy  face: 
Trampled  on  thy  richest  grace. 

3  Justly  might  thy  fatal  dart 
Pierce  tins  guilty,  broken  heart ; 
Justly  might  thy  righteous  breath 
Doom  me  to  eternal  death. 

4  Jesus,  save  my  dying  soul ; 
Make  my  broken  spirit  whole  ; 
Humbled  in  the  dust  I  lie ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 


113. 


REPENTANCE. 

C.  M.  Jervis. 

Peace  to  the  Penitent. 

1  SWEET  is  the  friendly  voice  that  speaks 

The  words  of  life  and  peace,  — 
That  bids  the  penitent  rejoice, 
And  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

2  No  healing  balm  on  earth,  like  this, 

Can  cheer  the  contrite  heart ; 
No  flattering  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 
Such  pure  delight  impart. 

3  Thou  still  art  merciful  and  kind  ; 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  reveal : 
The  broken  heart  thy  grace  can  bind, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  Let  thy  bright  presence,  Lord,  restore 

True  peace  within  my  breast ; 
Conduct  me  in  the  path  that  leads 
To  everlasting  rest. 


"I  1  A  7s.  c.  Wesley. 

_L  X  "t  i         j^g  penitent  Inquirer. 

1  DEPTH  of  mercy !  —  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  ? 

Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear, 
And  the  chief  of  sinners  spare  ? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace ; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face ; 
Would  not  hear  his  gracious  calls ; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Jesus,  answer  from  above : 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love  ? 

Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget  ?  — 
Lo,  I  fall  before  thy  feet. 

4  Now  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament ; 
Deeply  my  revolt  deplore ; 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 


FAITH. 
III. FAIT  H. 

-«  -•  k  L.  M.  "Watts. 

■*■  ■*-  *^  *       Relying  on  the  Atonement. 

1  O  LORD,  I  fall  before  thy  face ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean ; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  Avithin. 

2  No  bleeding  bird  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

3  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow ; 
No  human  power  could  cleanse  me  so. 

4  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice. 

-t  -i  n  L.  M.  Watts. 

J.  J.  VJ  i    Depending  on  Christ's  Righteousness. 

1  NO  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 

Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done ; 
I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain  I  count  my  loss  ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 

All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
O,  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake. 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne ; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
Bv  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 
6  61 


FAITH. 

■jin  S.  M.  Watts. 

-*- '   '  Christ  our  Sacrifice. 

1  NOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away  ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood,  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back,  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 
When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

-i  -i  r\  L.  M.  Anon. 

-*■  1 0  •  The  Cr0SSt 

1  INSCRIBED  upon  the  cross  we  see, 

In  glowing  letters,  "  God  is  love  ;" 
He  bears  our  sins  upon  the  tree ; 
He  brings  us  mercy  from  above. 

2  The  cross  !  it  takes  our  guilt  away ; 

It  holds  the  fainting  spirit  up  ; 
It  cheers  with  hope  the  gloomy  day, 
And  sweetens  every  bitter  cup  ;  — 

3  The  balm  of  life,  the  cure  of  woe, 

The  measure  and  the  pledge  of  love, 
The  sinner's  refuge  here  below, 
The  angel's  theme  in  heaven  above. 


FAITH. 

-J  -|  A  CM.  Cowper. 

A  ±  U  t    Sufficiency  of  the  Atonement. 

1  THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 

Drawn  from  Immamiel's  veins  ; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying-  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day ; 
O,  may  I  there,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Thou  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Are  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

5  And  when  this  feeble,  faltering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave, 
Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save. 


120, 


7s.  TOPLADY. 

Christ  the  Rock  of  Ages. 

ROCK  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 

Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure,  — 

Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

Should  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring  ; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

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FAITH. 

While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne,— 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 


121 


7s-  C.  Wesley. 

A  Refuge. 

1  JESUS,  refuge  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  raging  billows  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high : 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide ; 

O,  receive  my  soul  at  last 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ; 
Leave,  O,  leave  me  not  alone ; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  : 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 

All  in  all  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind : 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name ; 

I  am  all  unrighteousness ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am ; 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

-|  Qf)  L.  M.  H.  K.  White. 

I  <*  di »  The  star  0j  Bethlehem. 

1  WHEN,  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky,   - 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

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FAITH. 

2  Hark !  hark !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks,  — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

3  Once  on  the  raging"  seas  I  rode  ; 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark ; 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose,  — 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And,  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now,  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
Forever,  and  forevermore,  — 
The  Star  —  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

iqq  8s  &  6.  Anon. 

-L  <w  O  t  Coming  to  Christ. 

1  JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am  —  poor,  wretched,  blind ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

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PEACE    IN    BELIEVING. 

5  Just  as  1  am,  thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve  ; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

6  Just  as  I  am  —  thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down ; 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 


IV. PEACE     IN     BELIEVING. 

1  fM  L.  M.  Watts. 

IfC^ti  Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  SALVATION  is  forever  nigh 

The  souls  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord ; 
And  grace,  descending  from  on  high, 
Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Christ  the  Lord  came  down  from  heaven ; 
By  his  atonement,  so  complete, 
Justice  is  pleased,  and  peace  is  given. 

3  His  righteousness  is  gone  before, 

To  give  us  free  access  to  God ; 
Our  wandering  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  steps,  and  keep  the  road. 


125. 


L.  M.  Watts. 

Joy  in  Heaven  for  a  repenting  Sinner. 
WHO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise, 
Through  all  the  courts  of  Paradise, 
To  see  a  penitent  return,  — 
To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born  ? 
With  joy  the  Father  does  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love  ; 
The  Son  with  joy  looks  down,  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 
The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  formed  anew ; 
And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 
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PEACE    IN    BELIEVING. 

inn  CM.  Newton. 

±&\J»  Amazing  Grace. 

1  AMAZING  grace,  —  how  sweet  the  sound, 

That  saved  a  wretch  like  me ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  fcund ; 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved  ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come  ; 
But  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

\-Z7  *  S.  M.  Watts. 

Forgiveness  of  Sin  upon  Confession. 

1  O,  BLESSED  souls  are  they 

Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er ; 

Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 

Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care ; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  festering  wound, 
Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray  ; 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne ; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

67 


PEACE    IN    BELIEVING. 

-j  OO  CM.  Waits. 

1  ^  O  •    The  change  effected  by  Grace. 

1  WHEN  God  revealed  his  gracious  name, 

And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seemed  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  great 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace, 

3  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbors  cried, 

And  owned  thy  power  divine ; 
"  Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  replied, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night, 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  those  who  sow  in  sadness  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come  ; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

-j  ryr\  CM.  Watts. 

-L^J»  Salvation. 

1  SALVATION!  O,  the  joyful  sound ! 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears, 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow,  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 
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PEACE    IN   BELIEVING. 

130.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Thankful  Acknowledgment  of  God's  Goodness. 

1  I  LOVE  the  Lord :  he  heard  my  cries, 

And  pitied  every  groan : 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord :  he  bowed  his  ear, 

And  chased  my  grief  away : 

O,  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray. 

3  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distressed : 

He  bade  my  pains  remove ; 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 


1Q1  S.  M.  Watts. 

±  U  -L  i         Dependence  upon  Christ. 

1  HOW  heavy  is  the  night 

That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Till  Christ,  with  his  reviving  light, 
O'er  our  dark  souls  arise ! 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  Heaven  ; 
But,  in  his  righteousness  arrayed, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways  ; 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
With  sanctifying  grace. 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 

To  hold  our  souls  in  vain  ; 
He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  cruel  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways 

To  bring  us  near  to  God, 
Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 


PEACE    IN    BELIEVING. 


■j  qq  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

±  U  r*j  t  Salvation  by  Ch'ace. 

1  GRACE !  'tis  a  charming  sound  — 

Harmonious  to  the  ear ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; ' 
And  new  supplies,  each  hour,  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 


133 


L.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Christ  our  Righteousness. 

JESUS,  thy  robe  of  righteousness 
My  beauty  is,  my  glorious  dress ; 
'Mid  flaming  worlds,  in  this  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 
To  claim  my  mansion  in  the  skies, 
E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea,  — 
"  Jesus  hath  lived  and  died  for  me." 

That  spotless  robe  the  same  appears, 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years  ; 
No  age  can  change  its  lovely  hue  ; 
Its  glory  is  forever  new. 

O,  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice ; 
Now  bid  thy  banished  ones  rejoice  : 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress,  — 
Jesus,  the  Lord  our  righteousness. 

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134 


PEACE    IN    BELIEVING. 

7s  &  6s.  Newton. 

Christ  the  great  Physician. 

1  HOW  lost  was  my  condition, 

Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ! 
There  is  but  one  physician 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul. 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatched  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wondrous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light,  compared  with  sin ; 
On  every  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within ; 
'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madness,  all  combined  ; 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing, 

I  thought  a  cure  to  gain ; 
But  this  proved  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain  ; 
Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost : 
Thus  every  refuge  failed  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  crossed. 

4  At  length,  this  great  Physician  — 

How  matchless  is  his  grace  !  — 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case  ; 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him,  — 

For  sin  my  eyes  had  sealed,  — 
Then  bade  me  look  unto  him : 

I  looked,  and  I  was  healed. 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith, 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 
Come,  then,  to  this  Physician ; 

His  help  he'll  freely  give  ; 
He  makes  no  hard  condition; 

'Tis  only,  Look  and  live. 

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135. 


PEACE    IN    BELIEVING. 

6s  &  9s.  Anon. 

Joy  of  a  Convert. 

1  O.  HOW  happy  are  they 
Who  their  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above ! 
Tongue  can  never  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  sAveet  comfort  was  mine 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  had  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 
When  at  first  I  believed, 
What  true  joy  I  received ! 

What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  sweet  name  ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know  ; 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus,  all  the  day  long, 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song : 

O  that  all  his  Salvation  might  see ! 
He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried, 
He  hath  suffered  and  died 

To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me ! 

5  O  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fulness  of  God. 

6  Now  my  remnant  of  days 
Would  I  spend  to  his  praise 

Who  hath  died  my  poor  soul  to  redeem ; 
Whether  many  or  few, 
All  my  years  are  his  due ; 

May  they  all  be  devoted  to  him. 

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FROFESSIOX. 


V. P  ROFESSION. 

1    Q/»  L.    M.  DODDKIDGB. 

±  O  \J  •         Uniting  with  the  Church. 

1  O,  HAPPY  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God ; 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  O  happy  bond  that  seals  my  vows 

To  Him  who  claims  my  highest  love  ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  the  house, 
While  to  his  altar  now  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done  ;  the  great  transaction 's  done  ; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine : 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Rejoiced  to  own  the  call  divine. 

4  High  Heaven,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow. 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


137 


7s.  Montgomery. 

Joined  to  God's  People. 

1  PEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around. 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns,  — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
O,  receive  me  into  rest. 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave : 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

4  Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore ; 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine ; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more ; 
Every  idol  I  resign. 

7  73 


PROFESSION. 

1  OO  L.  M.  Kelly. 

^  Receiving  Members. 

1  COME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord ; 
O,  come  in  Jesus'  precious  name ; 
We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same 
"2  Thy  name,  'tis  hoped,  already  stands 
Within  the  book  of  life  above  ; 
And  now  to  thine  we  join  our  hands, 
In  token  of  fraternal  love. 

3  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford 

We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love/ 

4  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  te?rs, 

We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known 
We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  case  our  own. 

5  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat ; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love ; 
O,  may  we  all  together  meet 

Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 

"I  QQ  L-  M.  Newton. 

^  Receivhvj  Members. 

1  KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 

A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  : 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  He,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  see  each  other  thus : 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  Him 
Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns,  for  us. 

4  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away. 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore, 
And  long  to  see  the  glorious  day 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

74 


PROFESSION. 

I  JA  8s  &  7s.  Grant. 

^'    Forsaking  all  to  follow  Christ. 

1  JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee  ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be, 
And  whilst  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate  and  friends  disown  me  ; 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

*2  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me ; 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast : 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me ; 
.    Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest : 
O,  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
O,  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

1^1  C.  M.  Axon. 

1  *  L  *  Self -Dedication. 

1  O  SAVIOUR,  welcome  to  my  heart ; 

Possess  thy  humble  throne  ; 
Bid  every  rival  hence  depart, 
And  claim  me  for  thy  own. 

*2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake  ; 
To  thee  I  all  resign ; 
My  longing  heart,  O  Jesus,  take, 
And  fill  with  love  divine. 

3  O,  may  I  never  turn  aside, 
Nor  from  thy  bosom  flee ; 
Let  nothing  here  my  heart  divide  ; 
I  give  it  all  to  thee. 

1  J_9  C.  M.  Pratt's   Col. 

L  <±  nJ  t  T}w  pledge  Qy  FideUty 

1  YE  men  and  angels,  witness  now,  — 
Before  the  Lord  we  speak ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow,  — 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break, — 

75 


HOLY    LIVING. 

2  That,  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield  ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely  ; 
May  he,  with  our  returning  wants, 
All  needful  aid  supply. 

4  O,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways  ; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers. 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 


HOLY      LIVING 


143 


L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Gospel  exemplified  in  the  Conduct. 

1  SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  Ave  profess ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

'2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Ambition,  envy,  lust,  and  pride ; 

While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love. 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


144 


L.  M.  Watts. 

Following  the  Example  of  Christ. 
1  MY  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

7G 


HOLY   LIVING. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  folio wers  of  the  Lamb. 


145. 


C.  M.  Beddome. 

Imitation  of  Christ. 

1  IN  duties  and  in  sufferings  too, 

Thy  path,  my  Lord,  I'd  trace ; 
As  thou  hast  done,  so  would  I  do, 
Depending  on  thy  grace. 

2  Inflamed  with  zeal,  'twas  thy  delight 

To  do  thy  Father's  will ; 
O,  may  that  zeal  my  soul  excite 
"  Thy  precepts  to  fulfil. 

3  Unsullied  meekness,  truth,  and  love, 

Through  all  thy  conduct  shine ; 
O,  may  my  whole  deportment  prove 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

1  Aft  L.  M.  Grigg. 

J.  *X  VJ  i         jy-0£  asname(i  0y  Christ. 

1  JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be  — 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee ! 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days ! 

2  Ashamed  of  Jestis !  —  that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No!  —  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, — 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

7*  77 


HOLY    LIVING. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  —  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away. 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

4  Till  then  —  nor  is  my  boasting  vain  — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ; 
And,  O,  may  this  my  glory  be,  — 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 


14? 


H.  M.         Campbell's  Col. 
The  Cross  the  Way  to  the  Crown. 

1  LOOK  up  to  yonder  world ! 

See  myriads  round  the  throne  ! 
Each  bears  a  golden  harp, 

And  wears  a  glorious  crown  : 
With  zeal  they  strike  the  sacred  lyre, 
And  in  their  praises  never  tire. 

2  Believing  in  his  name, 

They  in  his  footsteps  trod ; 
His  righteousness  their  hope, 

Their  only  plea  his  blood  : 
Lo,  now  they  reign  with  him  above, 
Behold  his  face,  and  sing  his  love. 

3  And  shall  not  we  aspire, 

Like  them,  our  course  to  run  ? 
The  crown  if  we  would  wear, 
That  crown  must  first  be  won: 
Divinely  taught,  they  showed  the  way, 
First  to  believe,  and  then  obey. 

JO  C.  M.         Campbell's  Col. 

1  ^±  O  i  Watch  and  pray. 

1  THE  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

Through  life's  brief,  fleeting  hour/ 
And  gives  the  Spirit's  quickening  ray 
To  those  who  seek  its  power. 

2  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

Maintain  a  warrior's  strife  ; 
Help,  Lord,  to  hear  thy  voice  to-day ; 
Obedience  is  our  life. 


HOLY   LIVING. 

3  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray; 

For  soon  the  hour  will  come 
That  calls  us  from  the  earth  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

4  O  Saviour,  Ave  would  watch  and  pray, 

And  hear  thy  sacred  voice, 
And  walk,  as  thou  hast  marked  the  way, 
To  heaven's  eternal  joys. 


149, 


C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Christian  Soldier. 


1  AM  I  a  soldier  of  tri3  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord : 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

79 


HOLY    LIVING. 


-i  prr\  C.  M.  Barbauld. 

1  O  U .  Following  Christ. 

1  OUR  country  is  Immanuel's  ground; 

We  seek  that  promised  soil : 
The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  hearts, 
While  strangers  here  we  toil. 

2  We  tread  the  path  our  Master  trod ; 

We  bear  the  cross  he  bore  ; 
And  every  thorn  that  wounds  our  feet 
His  temples  pierced  before. 

3  Our  powers  are  oft  dissolved  away 

In  ecstasies  of  love  ; 
And  while  our  bodies  wander  here, 
Our  souls  are  fixed  above. 

4  We  purge  our  mortal  dross  away, 

Refining  as  we  run ; 
But  while  we  die  to  earth  and  sense, 
Our  heaven  is  here  begun. 

1  ~  -•  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

1  O  1  •  The  christian  Race. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul ;  stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

'2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
*Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye ;  — 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

80 


152 


HOLY    LIVING. 

S.  M.  Watts. 

Renouncing  Sin. 

1  SHALL  we  go  on  to  sin, 

Because  thy  grace  abounds  ? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 

2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God; 

Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said 
That  we,  whose  sins  are  crucified, 
Should  raise  them  from  the  dead. 

3  We  will  be  slaves  no  more, 

Since  Christ  his  made  us  free, 
Has  nailed  our  tyrants  to  his  cross, 
And  bought  our  liberty. 

irn  L.  M.  Watts. 

l  o  o  •        The  kea  venly  Race^ 

1  AWAKE,  our  souls  ;  away,  our  fears ; 

Let  eveiy  trembling  thought  be  gone  ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint : 
But  they  forgot  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint;  — 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply ; 
While  those  who  trust,  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 
81 


HOLY    LIVING. 

15  4 1  S.  M.  Heath. 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer  inculcated. 

1  MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  ; 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  O,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray  ; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 
He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode. 


155. 


L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Christian  Warfare. 


1  STAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 

And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 

Where  Jesus,  thy  great  Captain  's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course ; 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes  ; 
Thy  Saviour  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph. when  he  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on,  — 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

4  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 

And  triumph  in  almighty  grace, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 


156 


HOLY    LIVING. 

L.  M.  CKtfc 

Christ  the  Way. 

1  JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view  ;  — 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness  ; 
I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither,  soul ;  I  am  the  way." 

5  Lo !  glad  I  come  ;  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Wilt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am ; 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

(j  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God." 

57.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Consecration  in  View  of  the  Cross. 

1  WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 

On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 


TRIALS    AND    COr-IFORTS. 

See.  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down : 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

Were  all  the  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 

Love  so  amazing-,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


VII. TRIALS     AND     COMFORTS 


158. 


H.  M.  Watts. 

God  our  Preserver. 

1  TO  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes  ; 

From  God  is  all  my  aid, — 
The  God  who  built  the  skies, 

And  earth  and  nature  made ; 
God  is  the  tower  I    His  grace  is  nigh 

To  which  I  fly  ;  |    In  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 

And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 
Those  wakeful  eyes,    I     Shall  Israel  keep 
Which  never  sleep,  When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 

If  God  be  with  me  there  : 
Thou  art  my  sun,  I    To  guard  my  head 

And  thou  my  shade,     |    By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  pledged  thy  word 

To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath  : 
Til  go  and  come,  j    Till  from  on  high 

Norfear  to  die,  |    Thou  call  me  home. 

84   . 


TRIALS    AND   COMFORTS. 

_  rn  S.  M.  Watts. 

JL  O  U  t  God  our  Shepherd. 

1  THE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is ; 


I  shall  be  well  supplied  : 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me,  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Though  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark 
shade, 
My  Shepherd 's  with  me  there. 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  future  days  ; 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 

Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

,-p/v  lis  &  10s.  Anox. 

1  0  U  •       The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd. 

\  THE  Lord  is  my  Shepherd ;  he  makes  me  repose 
Where  the  pastures  in  beauty  are  growing ; 
He  leads  me  afar  from  the  world  and  its  woes, 
Where  in  peace  the  still  waters  are  flowing. 

2  He  strengthens  my  spirit,  he  shows  me  the  path 
Where  the  arms  of  his  love  shall  enfold  me ; 
And  when  I  walk  through  the  dark  valley  of  death, 
His  rod  and  his  staff  will  uphold  me  ! 
8  85 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS 

i  pi  L.  M.  \Vatt3. 

1  U  1  •  Christ's  Faithfulness. 

1  HE  lives  !  he  lives !  and  sits  above, 
Forever  interceding  there : 

Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

2  Shall  persecution,  or  distress, 
Shall  famine,  sword,  or  nakedness  ? 

He  who  hath  loved  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too. 

3  Faith  has  an  overcoming  power ; 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour : 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope  ; 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 

4  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 


i  rtn  CM.  Steele. 

A  O^i  Affliction. 

1  HEAR,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan ; 
To  thee  I  breathe  my  sighs  ; 
When  will  the  mournful  night  be  gone  ? 
When  shall  my  joys  arise  ? 

;2  Yet  though  my  soul  in  darkness  mourns, 
Thy  promise  is  my  stay  ; 
Here  would  I  rest  till  light  returns  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  day. 

3  Come,  Lord,  and  with  celestial  peace 

Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 
O,  smile,  and  bid  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  all  their  gloom  depart. 

4  Then  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise, 

And  bless  thy  healing  rays, 
And  change  these  deep,  complaining  sighs 
For  songs  of  sacred  praise. 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

163.  L-  M.  Watts. 

God  t/te  Refuge  and  Portion  of  his  People. 

1  GOD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade  ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar ; 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 

Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

3  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God ; 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

4  That  sacred  stream,  his  holy  word, 

Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controls  ; 
Sweet  peace  the  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

5  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threatening  hour ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 

Built  on  his  truth,  and  armed  with  power. 


164. 


C.  M.  Pitt. 

God  our  Guardian. 

1  ON  God  we  build  our  sure  defence  ;■ 

In  God  our  hopes  repose  ; 
His  hand  protects  our  varying  life, 
And  guards  us  from  our  foes. 

2  Our  minds  shall  be  serene  and  calm, 

Like  Siloa's  peaceful  flood, 
Whose  soft  and  silver  streams  refresh 
The  city  of  our  God. 


TRIALS   AND    COMFORTS. 

-i  /->  pr  8s.  Newtox. 

J.  U  O  •  Longing  for  Christ. 

1  HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 

When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ; 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet  flowers, 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me : 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December 's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice  ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice: 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear ; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I,  — 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned ; 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind: 
While  blest  with  a  sense  of  his  love. 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear  ; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 
O,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore, 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

1  (1(1  10s  &  lis.  Newton. 

1  U  V  t  Christian  Confidence. 

BEGONE,  unbelief:  my  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief  will  surely  appear ; 
By  prayer  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  perform : 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the  storm. 


TRIALS    AIS7D    C03IF0RTS. 

2  Thougli  dark  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide  : 

Though  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken  shall  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love,  in  time  past,  forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  trouble  to  sink ; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  review, 

Confirms  his  good  pleasure  to  help  me  quite  through. 

4  Determined  to  save,  he  watched  o'er  my  path, 
When,  Satan's  blind  slave,  I  sported  with  death : 
And  can  he  have  taught  me  to  trust  in  his  name, 
And  thus  far  have  brought  me,  to  put  me  to  shame  ? 

5  Why  should  I  complain  of  want  or  distress, 
Temptation  or  pain  ?  —  he  told  me  no  less  ; 
The  heirs  of  salvation,  I  know  from  his  word, 
Through  much  tribulation  must  follow  their  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup  no  heart  can  conceive, 
Which  he  drank  quite  up,  that  sinners  might  live  ! 
His  way  was  much  rougher  and  darker  than  mine  : 
Did  Christ,  my  Lord,  surfer,  and  shall  I  repine  ? 

7  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  medicine,  food  ; 

Though  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  before  long, 
And  then,  O,  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's  song ! 


167. 


S.  M.  Mason. 

Blessedness  of  the  Pure  in  Heart. 

BLEST  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God ; 

The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs  ; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 


2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 

He  doth  himself  impart, 

And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Selects  the  pure  in  heart 

8*  S9 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

1  AQ  CM.  Watts. 

X,JO*  God  our  Portion. 

1  GOD,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 

My  help  forever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint ; 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

5  Behold  the  sinners,  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

T  OQ  CM.  Watts. 

X  U  V  •  Protection  and  Safety. 

1  UNSHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill, 

And  firm  as  mountains  be, — 

Firm  as  a  rock,  the  soul  shall  rest, 

That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 

2  Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  so  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 

As  those  eternal  arms  of  love, 

That  every  saint  surround. 

3  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sincere, 

And  lead  them  safely  on, 
Within  the  gates  of  Paradise, 
Where  Christ,  their  Lord,  is  gone. 
90 


170. 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Earnest  of  Heaven. 

1  WHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 

Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  saints, 

And  seal  them  heirs  of  heaven? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  my  Redeemer's  blood, 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come ; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safely  bear  me  home. 

T  n  1  C.  M.         B.  W.  Noel. 

-^  '  Hope  in  Trouble. 

1  WHEN  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'Tis  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'Tis  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will ; 
'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still.   . 

3  It  is  that  heaven-born  Faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 

4  It  is  that  troubled  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin, 
And  sees,  though  far,  the  hand  that  heals, 
And  ends  the  strife  within. 

5  O,  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 

From  earth-born  woe  and  care, 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share. 
91 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

1  7^ 

■*■•  *■  CM.  Watts. 

Protection  from  spiritual  Enemies. 

1  ARISE,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers, 

And  triumph  in  my  God  ; 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Beneath  my  soul  he  placed, 
And  on  the  Rock  of  ages  set 
My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

3  The  city  of  my  blest  abode 

Is  walled  around  with  grace ;    ' 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

4  Arise,  my  soul ;  awake,  my  voice, 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing ; 
Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 


173 


S.  M.  Watts. 

Security  and  Comfort  in  God. 

1  WHEN,  overwhelmed  with  grief, 

My  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  O,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 

Forever  I'll  abide ; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name ; . 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 


174. 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

Safety. 

1  HOW  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop 

As  my  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 
And  spreads  the  heavens  abroad  ? 

2  How  can  I  die  while  Jesus  lives, 

Who  rose  and  left  the  dead  ? 
Pardon  and  grace  my  soul  receives 
From  my  exalted  Head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 

Shall  be  forever  thine ; 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give, 
My  cheerful  hands  resign. 

4  Yet  if  I  might  make  some  reserve, 

And  duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  my  God  with  zeal  so  great, 
That  I  should  give  him  all. 


175, 


8s  &  7s.  Grant. 

Rejoicing  in  Hope  of  the  Glory  of  God. 

KNOW,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation ; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care ; 
Joy  to  find,  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear : 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine ; 
Think  what  Jesus  did  to  win  thee : 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 

Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith  and  winged  by  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day  's  before  thee  ; 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there: 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission; 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 


176 


TRIALS    AXD    COMFORTS. 

C.  M.  Cowper. 

The  Mystery  of  Providence. 

1  GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines, 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


1W  L.  M.  Watts. 

Security  in  God. 

1  HOW  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 

To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God ! 
But  everlasting  is  thy  love, 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 

2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 

Join  to  confirm  the  wondrous  grace ; 
Eternal  power  performs  the  word, 

And  fills  all  heaven  with  endless  praise. 
94- 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

3  Amidst  temptations,  sharp  and  long, 

My  soul  to  this  dear  refuge  flies  ; 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong, 
While  tempests  blow  and  billows  rise. 

4  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up  ; 

A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope 
In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood. 


178 


C.  M.  Steele. 

True  Happiness  to  be  found  only  in  God. 

1  IN  vain  I  trace  creation  o'er, 

In  search  of  solid  rest ; 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
To  make  me  truly  blest. 

2  Let  earth  and  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
In  God  alone  this  restless  heart 
Enduring  bliss  can  find. 

3  Thy  favor,  Lord,  is  all  I  want ; 

Here  would  my  spirit  rest ; 
O,  seal  the  rich,  the  boundless  grant, 
And  make  me  fully  blest. 


179 


S.  M.  Watts. 

Christ  unseen,  yet  beloved. 

1  NOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 

Have  we  beheld  the  Lord ; 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 

Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 
Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  feel  thy  love, 

Diviner  joys  arise ; 
On  wings  of  faith  we  soar  above, 
To  mansions  in  the  skies. 

95 


180 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

H.  M.  Doddridge. 

Faithfulness  of  God. 

1  THE  promises  I  sing, 

Which  sovereign  love  hath  spoke ; 
Nor  will  th'  eternal  King 

His  words  of  grace  revoke ; 
They  stand  secure     [  Not  Zion's  hill 
And  steadfast  still ;    j  Abides  so  sure. 

2  The  mountains  melt  away, 

When  once  the  Judge  appears, 
And  sun  and  moon  decay, 

That  measure  mortal  years  : 
But  still  the  same,      I  The  promise-shines 
In  radiant  lines  |  Through  all  the  flame. 

3  Their  harmony  shall  sound 

Through  my  attentive  ears, 
When  thunders  cleave  the  ground, 

And  dissipate  the  spheres : 
'Midst  all  the  shock,  I  I  stand  serene, 
Of  that  dread  scene  |  Thy  word  my  rock. 


181 


S.  M.  S.  Stenxett 

*  The  Pleasures  of  social  Worship. 

HOW  charming  is  the  place 
Where  my  Redeemer  God 

Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad ! 

To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 
Each  humble  soul  presents ; 

He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

To  them  his  sovereign  will 

He  graciously  imparts ; 
And  in  return  accepts,  with  smiles, 

The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

Give  me,  O  Lord,  a  place 

Within  thy  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 

The  servants  of  my  God. 

96 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

TOO  C.  M.  Watkj. 

±  L?*w  i       fjoi  shamed  of  the  Gospel. 

1  I'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name ; 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 

And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 

Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

TOO  S.  M.  Watts. 

^  ^ '        Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

1  COME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  the  place ; 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel'3  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 
9  97 


184. 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

C.  M.    Sab.  Recreation's. 
Besignatfan. 

1  IN  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God, 

Thy  smile  hath  cheered  my  way ; 
And  joy  hath  budded  from  each  thorn 
That  round  my  footsteps  lay. 

2  The  hours  of  pain  have  yielded  good 

Which  prosperous  days  refused ; 
As  herbs,  though  scentless  when  entire, 
Spread  fragrance  when  they're  bruised. 

3  The  oak  strikes  deeper  as  its  boughs 

By  furious  blasts  are  driven  ;  - 
So  life's  tempestuous  storms  the  more 
Have  fixed  my  heart  in  heaven. 

4  All-gracious  Lord,  whate'er  my  lot 

In  other  times  may  be, 
I'll  welcome  still  the  heaviest  grief 
That  brings  me  near  to  thee. 


185. 


S.  M.  Toplady. 

Trust  in  God. 

YOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
Down  from  the  willows  take: 

Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

Though  in  a  foreign  land, 
We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 

And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 

His  grace  will,  to  the  end, 
Stronger  and  brighter  shine : 

Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

When  we  in  darkness  walk, 
Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 

Then  will  we  trust  our  gracious  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

98 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

Subside  at  his  control ; 
His  loving  kindness  shall  break  through 

The  midnight  of  the  soul. 
Blest  is  the  man,  O  God, 

That  stays  himself  on  thee  ; 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  thy  salvation  see. 


186 


L.  M.  Medley. 

The  loving  Kindness  of  the  Lord. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise  : 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me  : 

His  loving  kindness,  O,  how  free ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  by  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate : 
His  loving  kindness,  O,  how  great ! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell,  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along : 

His  loving  kindness,  O,  how  strong ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood : 
His  loving  kindness,  O,  how  good ! 

5  I  often  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Saviour  to  depart; 
But  though  I  oft  have  him  forgot, 
His  loving  kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale ; 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
O,  may  my  last,  expiring  breath 
His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death. 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies. 


TRIALS    AND   COMFORTS. 

I  OH  7s.  Swain. 

•   '  The  Christian  Soldier  encouraged. 

1  BRETHREN,  while  Ave  sojourn  here, 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear ; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  Friend, 
One  that  loves  us  to  the  end : 
Forward,  then,  with  courage  go; 
Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls ;  come  home ! w 

2  In  the  way  a  thousand  snares 
Lie,  to  take  us  unawares ; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  unguarded  part ; 
But  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  corne, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls ;  come  home ! w 

3  But,  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  oft  mislead  our  feet. 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 

Like  the  foes  that  dwell  within ; 

Yet  let  nothing  spoil  our  peace  ; 

Christ  will  also  conquer  these  ; 

Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls ;  come  home !  * 

lOO  L.  M.  Anon. 

1 0  O  i     The  Heart  turning  t0  God. 

1  WHEN  morning  pours  its  golden  rays 

O'er  hill  and  vale,  o'er  earth  and  sea, 
My  heart,  unbidden,  swells  in  praise, 
Father  of  light  and  life,  to  thee  ! 

2  When  night  from  heaven  steals  darkly  down, 

And  throws  a  shade  o'er  lawn  and  lea, 
My  saddened  spirit  seeks  thy  throne, 
And  bows  in  worship  still  to  thee ! 

3  If  tempests  sweep  the  angry  sky, 

Or  sunbeams  smile  on  flower  and  tree, 
If  joys  and  sorrows  dim  the  eye, 
Father  in  heaven,  I  turn  to  thee ! 

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TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

-.  qq  L.  M.  Anon. 

J.KJ  U  *  Confidence  in  God. 

1  TAKE  thou  no  thought,  O  child  of  dust, 

For  what  to-morrow's  dawn  may  bring 
But  in  the  Lord,  thy  Saviour,  trust, 
And  hide  beneath  his  guardian  wing. 

2  Thy  times  are  in  his  hand  alone, 

That  hand  which  deals  thy  daily  bread  ; 
To  him  the  coming  hour  is  known, 
That  lays  thee  with  the  silent  dead. 

3  Wouldst  thou,  a  worm  of  earth,  explore 

His  counsels,  hid  from  angel  eyes  ? 
Indulge  the  impious  wish  no  more, 

Nor  tempt  thy  God  —  "  God  only  wise." 

4  Enough,  if,  through  life's  path,  to  heaven 

He  deign  to  guide  thy  devious  way  ; 
Enough,  that  grace  and  strength  be  given, 
Sufficient  for  the  passing  day. 


190. 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Thankfid  Acknowledgment  of  God's  Goodness. 

1  WHAT  shall  I.render  to  my  God 

For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul,  in  anguish,  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever-blessed  God ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight! 
How  precious  is  their  blood ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 
9*  101 


TRIALS    AND    C03IF0RTS. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  —  forever  thine,  — 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

1  Q-|  C.  M.  Cotton. 

The  Afflicted  remembering  God. 

1  AFFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 

Where  wave  resounds  to  wave  \ 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 
I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  The  hand  that  now  withholds  my  joys 

Can  give  my  spirit  peace ; 
And  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

3  In  silent  watches  of  the  night, 

I'll  count  his  mercies  o'er ; 
I'll  praise  him  for  ten  thousand  past, 
And  humbly  ask  for  more. 

4  When  darkness  and  when  sorrows  rose, 

And  pressed  on  every  side, 
The  Lord  has  still  sustained  my  steps, 
And  still  has  been  my  guide. 

5  Here  will  I  rest,  and  build  my  hopes, 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod  : 
He's  more  than  all  the  world  to  me  — 
My  health,  my  life,  my  God ! 


192 


C.  M.  Newton. 

Mourning  over  departed  Comforts. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 

Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

102 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  timed  my  tongue ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail ; 

O,  make  my  soul  thy  care : 
I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail ; 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 


193. 


S.  M.  Watts. 

Abba,  Father. 

1  BEHOLD,  what  wondrous  grace 

The  Father  has  bestowed 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God. 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure ; 
May  purify  our  souls  from  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart 

5  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne ; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 
103 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 
1    QJ.  C.    M.  TOPLADT. 

Sweetness  of  Submission. 

1  WHEN  languor  and  disease  invade 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pain, 
And  long  to  soar  away  ;  — 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward,  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above  ;  — 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down ; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own ;  — 

4  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end ; 
Sweet  on  the  promise  of  his  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend ;  — 

5  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees ; 
SAveet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

6  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  stream, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss, 
Directly,  Lord,  from  thee ! 


19 


K  C.  M.  Watts. 

'  Security  in  Christ. 


1  OUR  God,  how  firm  his  promise  stands, 

E'en  when  he  hides  his  face  ! 
He  trusts  in  our  Redeemer's  hands 
The  kingdom  of  his  grace. 

2  Then  why,  my  soul,  these  sad  complaints 

Christ  and  his  flock  are  one : 
Thy  God  is  faithful  to  his  saints, 
Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 

3  Beneath  his  smile  my  heart  ha3  lived, 

And  heavenly  joy  possessed  : 
I'll  render  thanks  for  grace  received, 
And  trust  him  for  the  rest. 

J04 


196. 


TRIALS    AND    COMFORTS. 

C.  M.         Tate  &  Brady. 

Reliance  on  God. 

I  THROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

'2  O,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
With  me  exalt  his  name  ; 
When,  in  distress,  to  him  I  called, 
He  to  my  succor  came. 

3  O,  make  but  trial  of  his  love  — 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

4  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 

1  Qn  CM.  Steele. 

A  Refuge  from  the  Storm. 

1  DEAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 

On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But,  O,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

105 


TRIALS    AND  COMFORTS. 

"I  QO  CM.  J.  Ryland. 

Delight  in  God. 

1  O  LORD,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 

And  on  thy  care  depend ; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 

My  best,  my  only  Friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fulness  is  the  same ; 
May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 
And  glory  in  thy  name. 

3  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  may  be  found  in  thee ; 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abound, 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 

4  O  Lord,  I  cast  my  care  on  thee ; 

I  triumph  and  adore ; 
My  great  concern  shall  ever  be 
To  love  and  please  thee  more. 

I  QQ  Us.  Kirkham. 

Christian  Safety. 

1  HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said  — 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  "  In  every  condition  —  in  sickness,  in  health ; 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth ; 

At  home  and  abroad ;  on  the  land,  on  the  sea,  — 
As  thy  day  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength  ever  be. 

3  "  Fear  not ;  I  am  with  thee :  O  be  not  dismayed ! 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 

I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  "  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  grief  shall  not  thee  overflow ; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  trouble  to  bless ; 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

106 


HEAVENLY   ASPIRATIONS. 

5  "  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, . 
My  grace,  all  sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  "  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

7  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not,  desert  to  its  foes ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake 
I'll  never,  no,  never,  no,  never,  forsake ! " 

(&\J\)t  CM.  Doddridge. 

Living  by  Faith  on  the  Son  of  God. 

1  BLEST  Jesus,  while  in  mortal  flesh 

I  hold  my  frail  abode, 
Still  would  my*  spirit  rest  on  thee, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

2  On  thy  dear  cross  I  fix  rny  eyes, 

Then  raise  them  to  thy  seat ; 
Till  love  dissolves  my  inmost  soul, 
At  my  Redeemer's  feet 

3  Be  dead,  my  heart,  to  worldly  charms  ; 

Be  dead  to  every  sin  ; 
And  tell  the  boldest  foe  without, 
That  Jesus  reigns  within. 


VIII.  HEAVENLY     ASPIRATIONS 

£)  AT  CM.  Cowper. 

*  U  A  '  Walking  xcith  God. 

1  O  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God  ! 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ! 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 


HEAVENLY    ASPIRATIONS. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  T  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching-  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast, 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


202. 


L.  M.  "Watts, 

The  Indwelling  of  God  desired. 

1  COME,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell, 
By  faith  and  love,  in  every  breast ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel, 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed. 

'2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn,  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length, 
Of  thine  eternal  love  and  grace. 

3  Now  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do 

More  than  our  thoughts  and  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honors  done, 

By  all  the  church,  through  Christ,  his  Son. 

108 


HEAVENLY    ASPIRATIONS. 

<Z\JOt  C.  M.  Stkblb. 

The  Presence  of  God  sought  in  his  House. 

1  COME,  O  thou  King  of  all  thy  saints, 

Our  humble  tribute  own, 
While,  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 
We  bow  before  thy  tlirone. 

2  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise  ! 
How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love, 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies  ! 

3  But,  ah,  the  song,  how  faint  it  flows ! 

How  languid  our  desire ! 
How  dim  the  sacred  passion  glows 
Till  thou  the  heart  inspire ! 

4  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine, 

And  fill  thy  dwelling  hero, 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine, 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 

%)(\\  L.  M.  Fawcett. 

'w  Desiring  Heaven. 

1  THOU  dearest  object  of  my  love, 
I  long  to  dwell  with  thee  above ; 
Fain  would  I  leave  the  world,  and  rise 
To  yon  fair  mansion  in  the  skies. 

2  Through  this  wide  wilderness  I  roam, 
Far  distant  from  my  peaceful  home ; 

I  faint  with  toil,  and  often  say, 
"  Let  not  thy  chariot  long  delay." 

3  As  one  forsaken,  and  forlorn, 

Thy  absence,  gracious  Lord,  I  mourn  ; 
I  long  thy  blissful  face  to  see, 
And  dwell  forever  near  to  thee. 

4  With  patience  I  would  Avcar  the  chain, 
Till  I  ray  sweet  release  obtain ; 

Still  waiting  for  that  blessed  day 
When  thou  w  ilt  call  mv  soul  away. 

10  109 


205 


HEAVENLY    ASPIRATIONS. 

C.  M.  Steele. 

God1  s  Presence  desired. 

1  THY  gracious  presence,  O  my  God, 

Can  soothe  my  inward  pains  ; 

With  this,  beneath  affliction's  load, 

My  heart  no  more  complains. 

2  This  can  my  every  care  control, 

And  gild  each  scene  with  light ; 
This  is  the  sunshine  of  the  soul ; 
Without  it,  all  is  night. 

3  My  Lord,  my  life,  O  cheer  my  heart 

With  thy  reviving  ray. 
And  bid  these  mournful  shades  depart, 
And  bring  the  dawn  of  day. 

4  O,  happy  scenes  of  pure  delight. 

Where  thy  full  beams  arise  ! 

Unclouded  beauty  to  the  sight, 

Sweet  rapture  and  surprise  ! 

5  Lord,  shall  these  breathings  of  my  heart 

Aspire  in  vain  to  thee  ? 
Confirm  my  hope,  that  where  thou  art 
I  shall  forever  be. 

6  Then  shall  my  cheerful  spirit  sing 

The  darkest  hours  away, 
And  rise,  on  faith's  expanded  wing. 
To  everlasting  dav. 


206. 


C.  M.  Tate  &  Beady. 

Longing  after  God. 
AS  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 


So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 
My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine : 

O,  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face, 
In  majesty  divine  ? 

110 


207 


HEAVENLY    ASPIRATIONS. 

8s  &  7s.  C.  Wesley. 

Desiring  Sanctification. 

1  LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling  ; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown : 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion ; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation ; 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O,  breathe  thy  Holy  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  thy  grace  inherit ; 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest : 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning  ; 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away ; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning ; 

Bring  us  to  etefcaal  day. 

3  Carry  on  thy  new  creation  ; 

Pure  and  holy  may  Ave  be ; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee  ; 
Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 


208 


C.  M.  Steele. 

Prayer  for  Submission. 
FATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Let  this  petition  rise :  — 
"  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 

And  make  me  live  to  thee. 
"  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 

And  crown  my  journey's  end." 
ill 


209. 


HEAVENLY   ASPIRATIONS. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

Heavenly  Aspirations. 

1  UP  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 

And  living-  waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  would  my  thoughts  ascend  on  high ; 
But  sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  soul. 

2  O,  might  I  once  mount  up  and  see 

The  glories  of  th'  eternal  skies, 
How  vain  a  tiling  this  world  would  be  ! 
How  empty  all  its  fleeting  joys ! 

3  Great  All  in  All,  eternal  King, 

Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  face, 
And  all  my  powers  shall  bow  and  sing 
Thine  endless  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 

210*  8s,  7s  &  4.  Oliver. 

God  the  Pilgrim's  Guide  and  Strength. 

1  GUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  tins  barren  land : 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through : 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current ; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 
112   , 


211, 


HEAVENLY   ASPIRATIONS. 


7s  &  6s.  Anon. 

Looking  forward. 

1  FROM  every  earthly  pleasure, 

From  every  transient  joy, 
From  every  mortal  treasure 

That  soon  will  fade  and  die, — 
No  longer  these  desiring, 

Our  wishes  upward  tend, 
To  nobler  bliss  aspiring, 

And  joys  that  never  end. 

2  From  every  piercing  sorrow 

That  heaves  our  breast  to-day, 
Or  threatens  us  to-morrow, 

Hope  turns  our  eyes  away ; 
On  wings  of  faith  ascending, 

We  see  the  land  of  light, 
And  feel  our  sorrows  ending 

In  infinite  delight. 

3  'Tis  true,  we  are  but  strangers 

And  pilgrims  here  below  ; 
And  countless  snares  and  dangers 

Surround  the  path  we  go : 
Though  painful  and  distressing, 

Yet  there's  a  rest  above ; 
And  onward  still  we're  pressing, 

To  reach  that  land  of  love. 


212.  L.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Vanity  of  the  World  and  Happiness  of  Heaven. 

1  HOW  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies  ! 

How  transient  every  earthly  bliss ! 
How  slender  all  the  fondest  ties 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this ! 

2  The  evening  cloud,  the  morning  dew, 

The  withering  grass,  the  fading  flower, 
Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true  — 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour ! 
10*  113 


HEAVENLY    ASPIRATIONS. 

But,  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die. 
And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 

There  is  a  brighter  Avorld  on  high 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 
Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears  : 

If  God  be  ours,  we're  travelling  home, 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  tears. 


213. 


C.  M.  Watts. 

The  everlasting  Song. 


1  EARTH  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long  ; 

'Tis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

2  There  the  blest  man,  my  Saviour,  sits  — 

The  God !  how  bright  he  shines ! 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

3  Seraphs,  with  elevated  strains, 

Circle  the  throne  around, 
And  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs ; 

His  wondrous  love  they  sing ! 
Jesus,  the  life  of  all  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 

5  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  song, 

And  be  an  angel  too  ; 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue,  — 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 

6  I  would  begin  the  music  here. 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise : 
O  for  some  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies ! 

114 


HEAVENLY    ASPIRATIONS. 

0 1  /I  7s  &  6s.       Tiebout's  Col. 

^  ■*-  -1- '  Longing  for  Heaven. 

1  O,  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

And  reign  with  him  above, 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain 

Drink  everlasting  love  ? 
When  shall  1  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier ; 

My  Captain 's  gone  before  ; 
He  's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  bid  me  not  give  o'er : 
His  faithful  word  has  promised 

A  righteous  crown  to  give  ; 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 

3  Through  grace,  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  I  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  to  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow  — 

I  bid  you  all  adieu  ; 
And  O,  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  your  way, 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love ; 
Then,  when  the  combat's  ended, 

He'll  carry  you  above. 


215 


L.  M.  Watts. 

Parting  with  carnal  Joys. 
I  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away ; 

Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind,, 
115 


HEAVENLY    ASPIRATIONS. 

2  Your  streams  were  floating-  me  along 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  dark  despair ; 
And  while  I  listened  to  your  song, 
Your  streams  had  e'en  conveyed  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 

That  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 
That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  my  eyes ; 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies ! 


216. 


7s  &  6s.  Cennick. 

The  Christian  Pilgrimage. 

RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings  ; 

Thy  better  portion  trace ; 
Rise  from  all  terrestrial  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place : 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars,  decay ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  : 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face,  — 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize ; 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies : 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 
116    . 


SAFETY    OF    THE    CHURCH. 

q-|  ry  8s,  7s  &  4.  Anon. 

*'-*■■  ?  Pleading  the  Promises. 

1  GENTLY,  Lord,  O,  gently  lead  us 

Through  this  lowly  vale  of  tears  ; 
And,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  give  us 
Thy  rich  grace  in  all  our  fears : 

O  refresh  us  — 
O  refresh  us  with  thy  grace. 

2  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  us, 

From  without  and  from  within, 
Jesus  says  he'll  ne'er  forget  us, 

But  will  save  from  every  sin : 
Therefore  praise  him  — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road, 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee 
Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God : 

Therefore  praise  him  — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

4  O  that  I  could  now  adore  him 

Like  the  heavenly  host  above, 
Who  forever  bow  before  him, 

And,  unceasing,  sing  his  love ! 
Happy  songsters ! 
When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  ? 


THE    CHURCH. 

SAFETY     OF     THE     CHURCH 

S.  M.  Watts. 

Safety  of  the  Church. 

1  HOW  honored  is  the  place 
Where  we  adoring  stand  !  — 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land. 

117 


218. 


SAFETY    OF   THE    CHURCH. 

2  Bulwarks  of  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
While  walls,  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  th'  eternal  gates  ; 

The  doors  wide  open  fling  ; 
Enter,  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  your  King. 

4  Here  taste  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace, 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventured  on  his  grace. 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  ye  saints, 

And  banish  all  your  fears  ; 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 


219, 


8s,  7s  &  4.  Kelly. 

God  the  Defence  of  Zion. 

ZION  stands  with  hills  surrounded  — 

Zion,  kept  by  power  divine : 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 

Though  the  world  in  arms  combine : 
Happy  Zion, 

What  a  favored  lot  is  thine ! 

Every  human  tie  may  perish  ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove  ; 
Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish ; 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 
But  no  changes 

Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 
Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 

But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight: 

God  is  with  thee  — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light 

118 


SAFETY    OF    THE    CHURCH. 

00  A  S'  M*  Watts. 

***  ™  ^ '    God  the  Protector  of  his  Church. 

1  GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  In  Zion  God  is  known, 

A  refuge  in  distress  : 
How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone, 
Through  all  her  palaces  ! 

3  When  Kings  against  her  joined, 

And  saw  the  Lord  was  there, 
In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind, 
They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

4  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

5  In  every  new  distress 

We'll  to  his  house  repair ; 
We'll  call  to  mind  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 


221. 


lis.  Soc.  Hymns. 

The  Church  victorious. 


1  DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness ; 
Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more  ; 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  daystar  of  gladness  ; 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

"2  Strong  were  thy  foes ;  but  the  arm  that  subdued  them, 
And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier  far ; 
They  fled  like  the  chaff  from  the  scourge  that  pursued 
them; 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath  saved  thee 
Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be ; 
Shout,  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved  thee : 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  free. 
119 


SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 


222. 


8s  &  7s.  Newton. 

The  Church  God's  chosen  Residence. 

1  GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken 
Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  Lord,  thy  church  is  still  thy  dwelling, 

Still  is  precious  in  thy  sight, 
Judah's  temple  far  excelling, 
Beaming  with  the  gospel's  light 

3  On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  her  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  wall  surrounded, 
She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 

4  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  her  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 

5  Round  her  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 
Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 

6  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken 
Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

^>^Ot  Safety  0f  the  church. 

O  ZION  !  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 
Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no  man  can  sa^e ; 
With  darkness  surrounded,  by  terrors  dismayed, 
In  toiling  and  rowing  thy  strength  is  decayed. 

Loud  roaring,  the  billows  now  nigh  overwhelm, 
But  skilful's  the  Pilot  who  sits  at  the  helm : 
His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  thee  defends, 
In  safety  and  quiet  thy  voyage  he  ends. 

120 


CHURCH    ORDER    AND    UNITY. 

"O  fearful !  O  faithless ! "  in  mercy  he  cries, 
"My  promise,  my  truth,  are  they  light  in  thine  eyesi 
Still,  still  I  am  with  thee  ;  my  promise  shall  stand  ; 
Through  tempest  and  tossing  I'll  bring  thee  to  land. 

"  Forget  thee  I  will  not,  I  cannot ;  thy  name 
Engraved  on  my  heart  doth  forever  remain ! 
The  palms  of  my  hands  whilst  I  look  on,  I  see 
The  wounds  I  received  when  suffering  for  thee. 

"  Then  trust  me,  and  fear  not ;  thy  life  is  secure  ; 
My  wisdom  is  perfect,  supreme  is  my  power ; 
In  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  soul  to  refine, 
To  make  thee  at  length  in  my  likeness  to  shine." 


II.  CHURCH      ORDER     AND     UNITY 


224 


S.  M.  Watts. 

Gospel  Order. 

1  FAR  as  thy  name  is  known, 

The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  stand 

On  Z ion's  chosen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Survey  with  care  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well,  — 

4  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent,  and  how  wise ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes. 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

11  121 


CHURCH    ORDER    AND    UNITY. 

(j  The  God  we  worship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die  — 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

QQK  C.  M.  Anon. 

.  ;  '    Saints  on  Earth  and  in  Heaven. 

1  IN  one  fraternal  bond  of  love, 

One  fellowship  of  mind, 
The  saints  below  and  saints  above 
Their  bliss  and  glory  find. 

2  Here,  in  their  house  of  pilgrimage, 

Thy  statutes  are  their  song ;     - 
There,  through  one  bright,  eternal  age, 
Thy  praises  they  prolong. 

3  Lord,  may  our  union  form  a  part 

Of  that  thrice  happy  whole, 
Derive  its  pulse  from  thee,  the  heart, 
Its  life  from  thee,  the  soul. 


QQA  L'    M*  BARBA.ULD. 

(Q(Q\J*  Christian  Fellowship. 

1  HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie,  that  binds 
In  sweet  communion  kindred  minds ! 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are  one ! 

9  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  tender  love,  what  holy  fear ! 
How  does  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin ! 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  human  woe ! 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire. 
When  dimly  burns  frail  nature's  fire : 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above  — - 
A  heaven  of  joy  —  a  heaven  of  love. 

122 


CHURCH    ORDER    AND    UNITY. 

q  q  n  C.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

~"6<*  One  Church. 

1  LET  saints  below  m  concert  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone ; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 
In  heaven  and  earth  are  one. 

2  One  family,  v/e  dwell  in  him ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream  — 
The  narrow  stream  — of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  E'en  now  to  their  eternal  home 

Some  happy  spirits  fly  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 

5  O  Saviour,  be  our  constant  Guide  ; 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  Jordan's  narrow  stream  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 


228 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Christian  Harmony. 

LO !  what  an  entertaining  sight 

Those  friendly  brethren  prove, 
Whose  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite 

Of  harmony  and  love !  — 

Where  streams  of  bliss  from  Christ,  the  spring. 

Descend  to  every  soul, 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 

Shades  and  bedews  the  whole ! 

'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 

And  makes  his  grace  distil. 


229 


CHURCH    ORDER    AND    UNITY. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

The  general  Assembly  of  Saints. 

1  NOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke ;  — 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Z ion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  great,  the  glorious  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light ; 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight. 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven, 
And  God,  the  Judge,  who  doth  declare 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

Our  weary  souls  would  rest ; 
The  man  who  dwells  where  Jesus  is 
Must  be  forever  blest 

OQA  C.  M.  Swaix. 

^OUi  Brotherly  Love. 

1  HOW  sweet,  how  heavenly,  is  the  sight, 

When  those  that  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  thus  fulfil  his  word  !  — 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart !  — 

124 


CHURCH    ORDER    AND    UNITY. 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love ! 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


231. 


S.  M.  Dwight. 

Attachment  to  the  Church. 


1  I  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 

The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  church,  O  God ; 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand,  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

G  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 
11*  125 


232. 


CHURCH  ORDER  AND  UNITY. 

S.  M.  Watts. 

Union  and  Peace. 

1  BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  From  those  celestial  springs 

Such  streams  of  pleasure  flow,    - 
As  no  increase  of  riches  brings, 
Nor  honors  can  bestow. 

4  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  poured  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  fragrance  filled  the  room. 

5  Thus,  on  the  heavenly  hills, 

The  saints  are  blest  above, 
Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 


233 


S.  M.  Fawcett. 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

126 


MISSIONS. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart. 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free, 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 


MISSIONS. 


234, 


L.  M.  Watts. 

The  great  Commission. 

1  "  GO,  preach  my  gospel,"  saith  the  Lord  ; 

"  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive : 
He  shall  be  saved  that  trusts  my  word, 
And  he  condemned  who'll  not  believe. 

2  "  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known ; 

And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 
By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  "Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands  ;  . 

I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end; 
All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands ; 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 

4  He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head; 

On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode : 
They  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 
The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 
127 


MISSIONS. 


235 


C.  M.  W.  Ward. 

Prayer  for  the  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  GREAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine  ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  O,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 

4  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays, 
And  build  on  sin's  demolished  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 


236 


7s  &  6s.  Heber. 

Condition  of  the  Heathen. 

1  FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, — 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains, 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand,  — 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain,  — 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile,  — 
In  vain,  with  lavish  kindness, 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown: 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 
128    • 


MISSIONS. 

Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  man  benighted 

The  light  of  life  deny? 
Salvation !  O,  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name 

Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


v%7 


C.  M.  Gibbons. 

ayerfor  the  Success  of  Missions. 


1  LORD,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
Armed  with  thy  Spirit's  power: 
Ten  thousands  shall  confess  its  sway, 
And  bless  the  saving  hour. 

%  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
The  barren  wastes  shall  rise, 
With  sudden  greens  and  fruits  arrayed, 
A  blooming  paradise. 

3  True  holiness  shall  strike  its  root 

In  each  regenerate  heart ; 
Shall  in  a  growth  divine  arise, 
And  heavenly  fruits  impart. 

4  Peace,  with  her  olives  crowned,  shall  stretch 

Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore ; 
No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 
Nor  murderous  cannon  roar. 

5  Lord,  for  those  days  we  wait ;  those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold ; 
Fly  swifter,  sun  and  stars,  and  bring 
This  promised  age  of  gold. 
129 


MISSIONS. 

6  "  Amen,"  with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 
Unnumbered  myriads  cry ; 
"  Amen,"  with  joy  divine,  let  heaven's 
Unnumbered  choirs  reply. 


238. 


7s  &  6s.  Anon, 

The  Gospel  Banner. 

NOW  be  the  gospel  banner 

In  every  land  unfurled; 
And  be  the  shout,  hosanna, 

Reechoed  through  the  world ; 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

What  though  th'  embattled  legions 

Of  earth  and  hell  combine,  — 
His  arm,  throughout  their  regions, 

Shall  soon  resplendent  shine  : 
Ride  on,  O  Lord,  victorious! 

Immanuel,  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
Thy  triumph  shall  be  glorious ; 

Thy  empire  still  increase. 

Yes,  thou  shalt  reign  forever, 

O  Jesus,  King  of  kings ! 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor, 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings : 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise, 
The  hills  and  valleys,  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 


239. 


H.  M.  Doddridge. 

Zion's  Prosperity. 
1  O  ZION,  tune  thy  voice, 


And  raise  thy  hands  on  high ; 
Tell  all  the  earth  thy  joys, 

And  boast  salvation  nigh  ; 
Cheerful  in  God,   [  While  rays  divine 
Arise  and  shine,    |  Stream  far  abroad. 

130 


MISSIONS. 

2  He  gilds  thy  mourning  face 

With  beams  that  cannot  fade  ; 
His  all-resplendent  grace 

He  pours  around  thy  head  : 
The  nations  round      I  With  lustre  new 
Thy  form  shall  view,  j  Divinely  crowned. 

3  In  honor  to  his  name, 

Reflect  that  sacred  light, 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim 

Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright : 
Pursue  his  praise,       I  In  worlds  above 
Till  sovereign  love     j  The  glory  raise. 

4  There,  on  his  holy  hill, 

A  brighter  Sun  shall  rise, 
And  with  his  radiance  fill 
Those  fairer,  purer  skies : 
While,  round  his  throne,!  In  nobler  spheres 
Ten  thousand  stars  His  influence  own. 


O  A  f\  ^s'  ^s  ^  **  Reed's  Col. 

(C  4fc  U  •  Victories  of  Christ. 

1  GIRD  thy  sword  on,  mighty  Saviour; 

Make  the  word  of  truth  thy  car ; 
Prosper  in  thy  course,  triumphant ; 
All  success  attend  thy  war ; 

Gracious  Victor, 
Bring  thy  tropliies  from  afar. 

2  Majesty  cpmbines  with  meekness, 

Righteousness  and  peace  unite, 
To  insure  thy  blessed  conquests  ; 
Take  possession  of  thy  right : 

Ride  triumphant, 
Dressed  in  robes  of  purest  light. 

3  Blest  are  they  that  touch  thy  sceptre ; 

Blest  are  all  that  own  thy  reign ; 

Freed  from  sin,  that -worst  of  tyrants, 

Rescued  from  its  galling  chain : 

Saints  and  angels, 
All  who  know  thee,  bless  thy  reign. 

131 


MISSIONS. 


241 


8s,  7s  &  4.    Mks.  Williams. 
Desiring  the  Sjiread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 

Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze ; 
See  the  promises  advancing 
To  a  glorious  day  of  grace : 

Blessed  jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  dark,  benighted  pagan, 

Let  the  rude  barbarian,  see 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest 
Once  obtained  on  Calvary : 

Let  the  gospel 
Loud  resound,  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide,  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light : 
Now,  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night : 

Let  redemption, 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

4  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel : 

Win  and  conquer  —  never  cease? 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions 
Multiply,  and  still  increase ; 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 


242, 


L.  M.  Yoke. 

Missioiis  to  the  Heathen. 

1  BEHOLD,  the  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow  ; 
The  exiled  captive  to  receive 

The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

2  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  this  blest  labor  share  a  part ; 

Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 


MISSIONS. 


243 


,  L.  M.  Watts. 

Christ's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

1  JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made. 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  Avhere'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  joyful  prisoner  bursts  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest 

5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

^  •         Prayer  for  the  Heathen. 

1  RISE,  Sun  of  glory,  rise, 

And  chase  the  shades  of  night, 
Which  now  obscure  the  skies, 

And  hide  thy  sacred  light : 
O,  chase  those  dismal  shades  away, 
And  bring  the  bright,  millennial  day  ! 

2  Now  send  thy  Spirit  down 

On  all  the  nations,  Lord, 
With  great  success  to  crown 

The  preaching  of  thy  word  ; 
That  heathen  lands  may  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol  gods  away. 

133 


MISSIONS. 

3  Then  shall  thy  kingdom  come 
Among  our  fallen  race, 
And  all  the  earth  become 
The  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
Whence  pure  devotion  shall  ascend, 
And  songs  of  praise,  till  time  shall  end. 


245. 


S.  M.  Wardlaw's  Col. 

Universal  Extension  of  Christ's  Kingdom. 

1  O  LORD  our  God,  arise, 

The  cause  of  Truth  maintain, 
And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  life,  arise, 

•     Nor  let  thy  glory  cease  ; 
Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  grace, 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 

3  O  Holy  Spirit,  rise, 

Expand  thy  heavenly  wing, 
And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruined  world 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  O,  all  ye  nations,  rise ; 

To  God  the  Saviour  sing ; 
From  shore  to  shore,  from  earth  to  heaven, 
Let  echoing  anthems  rinsr. 


246. 


L.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Zion  encouraged. 

1  ZION,  awake ;  thy  strength  renew ; 
Put  on  thy  robes  of  beauteous  hue  ; 
Church  of  our  God,  arise  and  shine, 
Bright  with  the  beams  of  truth  divine. 

2  Soon  shall  thy  radiance  stream  afar, 
Wide  as  the  heathen  nations  are ; 
Gentiles  and  kings  thy  light  shall  view  ; 
All  shall  admire  and  love  thee  too. 

134 


MISSIONS. 

i)AiJ  7s.  Marsdex. 

"**      '    '  Tfo  Messengers  of  God. 

1  GO,  ye  messengers  of  God  ; 

Like  the  beams  of  morning',  fly  ; 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod ; 
Wave  the  banner-cross  on  high. 

2  Go  to  many  a  tropic  isle, 

In  the  bosom  of  the  deep, 
Where  the  skies  forever  smile, 
And  th'  oppressed  forever  weep. 

3  O'er  the  pagan's  night  of  care 

Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven  ; 
Chase  away  his  wild  despair ; 
Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven. 

4  Where  the  golden  gates  of  day 

Open  on  the  palmy  east, 
High  the  bleeding  cross  display, 
Spread  the  gospel's  richest  feast. 

OJO  S.  M.  Voke. 

^  Missioiiaries  encouraged. 

1  YE  messengers  of  Christ, 

His  sovereign  voice  obey  ; 
Arise  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve 

Will  needful  strength  bestow : 
Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage,  go. 

3  Go,  spread  the  Saviour's  name ; 

Go,  tell  his  matchless  grace  ; 
Proclaim  salvation,  full  and  free, 
To  Adam's  guilty  race. 

4  We  wish  you,  in  his  name, 

The  most  divine  success, 
Assured  that  he  who  sends  you  forth 
Will  your  endeavors  bless. 

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249 


MISSIONS. 


8s,   7S    &    4.       T.  CoTTEBILL 

Prayer  for  the  Heathen. 
O'ER  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness 

Let  the  eye  of  pity  gaze  ; 
See  the  kindreds  of  the  people 
Lost  in  sin's  bewildering  maze ; 

Darkness  brooding 
O'er  the  face  of  all  the  earth. 

Light  of  them  that  sit  in  darkness, 
Rise  and  shine  ;  thy  blessings  bring : 

Light  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles, 
Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing  :^ 

To  thy  brightness 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 

May  the  heathen,  now  adoring 
Idol  gods  of  wood  and  stone, 

Come,  and,  worshipping  before  him, 
Serve  the  living  God  alone: 

Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth  as  floods  the  sea. 

Thou,  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 
Speak  the  word  ;  at  thy  command, 

Let  the  company  of  heralds 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land ; 

Lord,  be  with  them, 
Alway,  to  the  end  of  time. 


250. 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Prayer  for  the  Enlargement  of  the  Church. 

1  SHINE,  mighty  God,  on  Zion  shine, 

With  beams  of  heavenly  grace ; 
Reveal  thy  power  through  every  land, 
And  show  thy  smiling  face. 

2  When  shall  thy  name,  from  shore  to  shore, 

Sound  through  the  earth  abroad, 
And  distant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

136 


MISSIONS. 


3  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands ; 
Sing  loud,  with  joyful  voice  ; 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  his  praise, 
And  every  heart  rejoice. 


251. 


7s  &  6s.       S.  F.  Smith. 
Success  of  the  Gospel. 

THE  morning  light  is  breaking  ; 

The  darkness  disappears  ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears : 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us 

In  many  a  gentle  shower, 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour : 
Each  cry,  to  heaven  going, 

Abundant  answers  brings, 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing,  — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way  ; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay : 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home  ; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "  The  Lord  is  come." 

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252 


MISSIONS. 

8s,  7s  &  4.         Kelly. 
Zion  encouraged. 

1  ON  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 

Lo  !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing  — 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands  : 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning ; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  ; 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end  : 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  be  past ; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee ; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last : 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 


253 


7s.  L.  Bacon. 

Christ  reigning  over  all  the  Earth. 

1  WAKE  the  song  of  jubilee  ! 
Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea ! 

Now  is  come  the  promised  hour : 
Jesus  reigns  with  glorious  power. 

2  All  the  nations,  join  and  sing, 

Praise  your  Saviour,  praise  your  King ; 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore,  — 
"  Jesus  reigns  forevermore !  * 

3  Hark !  the  desert  lands  rejoice ; 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice  ; 
Joy !  the  whole  creation  sings,  — 
"  Jesus  is  the  King  of  kings  !  " 

138. 


254 


MISSIONS. 


S.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Prayer  for  Israel. 

1  LORD,  send  thy  servants  forth 

To  call  the  Hebrews  home  ; 
From  east  and  west,  from  south  and  north, 
Let  all  the  wanderers  come. 

2  Where'er,  in  lands  unknown, 

The  fugitives  remain, 
Bid  every  creature  help  them  on, 
Thy  holy  mount  to  gain. 

3  An  offering*  to  the  Lord, 

There  let  them  all  be  seen, 
And  washed  with  water  and  with  blood, 
In  soul  and  body  clean. 

4  With  Israel's  myriads  sealed, 

Let  all  the  nations  meet, 
And  show  the  promises  fulfilled, — 
Thy  family  complete. 


OKK  7s.  Kelly. 

&00*  Triumphs  of  the  Gospel. 

1  WHO  are  these  that  come  from  far, 
Led  by  Jacob's  rising  star  ? 
Strangers  now  to  Zion  come, 
There  to  seek  a  peaceful  home. 

2  Lo !  they  gather  like  a  cloud, 

Or  as  doves  their  windows  crowd : 
Zion  wonders  at  the  sight, 
Zion  feels  a  strange  delight 

3  Zion  now  no  more  shall  sigh, 
God  will  raise  her  glory  high ; 
He  will  send  a  large  increase, 
He  will  give  his  people  peace. 

4  Sons  of  Zion,  sing  aloud  ! 
See  her  sun  without  a  cloud ! 
God  will  make  her  joy  complete, 
Z  ion's  sun  shall  never  set. 

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CHILDHOOD   AND   YOUTH. 

I 

256,  L.  M.  Watts. 

Exhortation  to  universal  Praise. 

1  FROM  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


CHILDHOOD  AND  YOUTH. 

257.  C*  M'  Watts. 

Importance  of  the  Bible  to  the  Young. 

1  HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 

Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 

To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  'Tis,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day, 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

!i  Thy  precepts  make  us  truly  wise ; 
We  hate  the  sinner's  road ; 
We  hate  our  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  O  God. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth : 
How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

140 


CHILDHOOD    AND    YOUTH. 

iy^fO  C.  M.  Logan. 

<w  O  O  i  £ar/y  Instruction. 

1  HOW  happy  is  the  child  who  hears 

Instruction's  warning  voice, 
And  who  celestial  Wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice ! 

2  For  she  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold, 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  stores  of  gold. 

3  She  guides  the  young,  with  innocence, 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

4  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

QKQ  S.  M.  Fawcett. 

<w  0  J  #  Prayer  of  a  Youth. 

1  WITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 

My  God,  to  thee  I  pray : 
O,  make  me  learn,  while  I  am  young, 
How  I  may  cleanse  my  way. 

2  Make  an  unguarded  youth 

The  object  of  thy  care ; 
Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  every  snare. 

3  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 

Renew  by  power  divine ; 
Unite  it  to  thyself  alone, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  O,  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ ; 
Be  this,  through  all  my  following  days, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

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CHILDHOOD   AND   YOUTH. 


260 


C.  M.      Mother's  Hymns. 
Prayer  for  Children's  Conversion. 

1  O  LORD,  behold  us  at  thy  feet, 

A  needy,  sinful  band  ; 
As  suppliants  round  thy  mercy-seat, 
We  come  at  thy  command. 

2  'Tis  for  our  children  we  -would  plead, 

The  offspring  thou  hast  given ; 
Where  shall  we  go,  in  time  of  need, 
But  to  the  God  of  heaven  ? 

3  We  ask  not  for  them  wealth  or  fame. 

Amid  the  worldly  strife  ; 
But,  in  the  all-prevailing  Name, 
We  ask  eternal  life. 

4  We  seek  the  Spirit's  quickening  grace, 

To  make  them  pure  in  heart, 
That  they  may  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  see  thee  as  thou  art 


261. 


C.  M.         Cir.  Psalmist. 
PareJital  Solicitude. 

HOW  can  we  see  the  children,  Lord, 
In  love  whom  thou  hast  given, 

Remain  regardless  of  thy  word, 
Without  a  hope  of  heaven  ? 

How  can  we  see  them  tread  the  path 
That  leads  to  endless  death, 

Thus  adding  to  thy  fearful  wrath, 
With  every  moment's  breath  ? 

Lord,  hear  the  parents'  earnest  cry, 
And  save  our  children  dear: 

Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  on  high, 
And  fill  them  with  thy  fear. 

O,  make  them  love  thy  holy  law, 

And  joyful  walk  therein  ; 
Their  hearts  to  new  obedience  draw ; 

Save  them  from  every  sin. 

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262 


CHILDHOOD   AND   YOUTH. 


S.  M.  Fellows. 

Prayer  for  Offspring. 

GREAT  God,  now  condescend 

To  bless  our  rising'  race  ; 
Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend, 

The  subjects  of  thy  grace. 

O,  what  a  pure  delight 

Their  happiness  to  see  ! 
Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite 

To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 

O,  grant  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 

Their  hearts  to  sanctify  ; 
Remember  now  thy  gracious  word  ; 

Our  hopes  on  thee  rely. 

Draw  forth  the  melting  tear, 

The  penitential  sigh; 
Inspire  their  hearts  with  faith  sincere, 

And  fix  their  hopes  on  high. 


263, 


7s  &  6s.  S.  F.  Smith. 

Remeyriber  thy  Creator. 


REMEMBER  thy  Creator 

While  youth's  fair  spring  is  bright, 
Before  thy  cares  are  greater, 

Before  comes  age's  night ; 
While  yet  the  sun  shines  o'er  thee, 

While  stars  the  darkness  cheer, 
While  life  is  all  before  thee, 

Thy  great  Creator  fear. 

Remember  thy  Creator 

Ere  life  resigns  its  trust, 
Ere  sinks  dissolving  nature, 

And  dust  returns  to  dust ; 
Before  with  God,  who  gave  it. 

The  spirit  shall  appear : 
He  cries,  who  died  to  save  it, 

"  Thy  great  Creator  fear." 

143 


264. 


CHILDHOOD   AND    YOUTH. 

C.    M.  DODDRIDGE. 

Youth  invited  to  Christ. 


1  YE  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

To  Jesus  now  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you, 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  welfare  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul  who  longs  to  see  my  face, 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain ; 
And  those  who  'early  seek  my  grace, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 

If  once  compared  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

5  Away,  ye  false,  delusive  toys, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind ! 
■'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
And  here  true  bliss  I  find. 


265 


C.  M.  Hebek. 

Early  Religion. 

1  BY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  fair  the  lily  grows ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose ! 

2  Lo !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose,  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill, 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

144- 


CHILDHOOD    AND    YOUTH. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  O  thou  who  givest  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 


266. 


S.  M.         Village  Hymns. 
Parental  Entreaty. 

1  MY  son,  know  thou  the  Lord ; 

Thy  fathers'  God  obey ; 
Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night, 
His  guardian  hand  by  day. 

2  Call  while  he  may  be  found ; 

O,  seek  him  while  he's  near; 
Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind, 
And  worship  him  with  fear, 

3  If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 

His  ear  will  hear  thy  cry  ; 
Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure, 
His  grace  forever  nigh. 

4  But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 

Nor  choose  the  path  to  heaven, 
Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
And  never  be  forgiven. 


267.  8s  &  7s.  Horne. 

The  Voice  of  Autumn  to  the  Young, 

1  SEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground ; 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 


In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound. 

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MORNING. 

2  "  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

3  "What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace  ?  — 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you  ; 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

4  "  Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 

Messengers  of  shortest  stay, 
We  proclaim  the  solemn  warning  — 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away." 

5  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal, 

O,  let  all  our  hopes  be  laid ; 
This  alone,  forever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 


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FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

I. M  O  RNIN  G. 

H.  M.  Hayward, 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  WELCOME,  delightful  morn; 

Sweet  day  of  sacred  rest, 
I  hail  thy  kind  return ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest : 
From  low  desires     I  I  soar  to  reach 
And  fleeting  toys,   |  Immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face  : 
Let  sinners  feel  I  And  learn  to  know 

Thy  quickening  word,  |  And  fear  the  Lord. 

146 


MORNING. 


3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  bless  the  sacred  hours : 
Then  shall  my  soul  I  Nor  Sabbaths  be 
New  life  obtain,       I  Enjoyed  in  vain. 


269. 


C.  M.  Edmeston. 

Sabbath  Morning. 


1  WHEN  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 

And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening?s  close, 
That  ends  the  weary  week ! 

2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn, 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  that  soul-reviving  morn 
Sheds  forth  new  rays  of  light ! 

3  Sweet  day  !  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease 

Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul. 

4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 

The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  Sabbath  dawn,  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day,  which  fades  no  more  ? 


270. 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Early  Devotion. 

1  LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye  ;  — 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where- Christ  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

147 


MORNING. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 


o 


O,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 
In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 

Make  every  patli  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 


2-,-  CM.  Steele. 

71 
■    -1- '       Gratitude  and  Supjrtication. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 

To  thee  I  cheerful  raise : 
Thine  acts  of  love  'tis  good  to  sing, 
And  pleasant  'tis  to  praise. 

2  Preserved  by  thy  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 
Serene,  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
To  see  the  morning  light 

3  While  numbers  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 

In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  my  eyes, 

And  woke  from  sweet  repose. 

4  O,  let  the  same  almighty  care 

Through  all  this  day  attend ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

5  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days  ; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

148 


MORNING. 

awq  S.  M.  Watts. 

&  I  A  *         pfe  Sabbath  icelcomed. 

1  WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 
Here  we  may  sit  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amid  the  place 

Where  Christ,  my  Lord,  has  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
Till  called  to  rise  and  soar  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


273 


S.  M.  Dwight. 

Morning  Thanksgiving. 

SERENE  I  laid  me  down 
Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 

I  slept  —  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near. 

Thus  does  thine  arm  support 
This  weak,  defenceless  frame  ; 

But  whence  these  favors,  Lord,  to  me. 
All  worthless  as  I  am  ? 

O,  how  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God  ? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 
The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

My  life  I  would  anew  . 

"Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 

A  long  eternity. 

13*  149 


274, 


MORNING. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

Grateful  Acknowledgment. 

1  MY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening1  new ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command ; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ;  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 


275 


C.  M.  Watts. 

God's  Goodness  acknowledged. 

1  ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats : 

The  day  renews  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  How  many  wretched  souls  have  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun ! 
And  yet  thou  lengthenest  out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  ran. 

5  Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  peaceful  night. 

150 


MORNING. 

iyr>a  L-  M.  £bkn. 

&  I  \J»  4  Morning  Invocation. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Glory  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  I  slept : 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

3  Lord,  I  to  thee  my  vows  renew ; 
Dispel  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

4  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  true  delight, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 


277 


L.  M.  Watts. 

A  Morning  Hymn. 

1  GOD  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 

"Z  O,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day  ; 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

3  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 

Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure ; 

Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

4  Give  me  thy  counsels  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold  compared  with  this. 

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278 


EVENING. 

I. EVENING. 

S.  M.  Mrs.  Coxder. 

Saturday  Evening. 

1  THE  hours  of  evening  close  ; 

Its  lengthened  shadows,  drawn 
O'er  scenes  of  earth,  Invite  repose, 
And  wait  the  Sabbath  dawn. 

2  So  let  its  calm  prevail 

O'er  forms  of  outward  care, 
Nor  thought  of  earthly  things  assail 
The  still  retreat  of  prayer. 

3  Our  guardian  Shepherd  near, 

His  watchful  eye  will  keep, 

And,  safe  from  violence  or  fear, 

Will  fold  his  flock  to  sleep. 

4  So  may  a  holier  light 

Than  earth's  our  spirits  rouse, 
And  call  us,  strengthened  by  his  might. 
To  pay  the  Lord  our  vows. 


279 


L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Sabbath  Evening. 

THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  : 
But  there 's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 
To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  place  : 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  dwell  upon  immortal  tongues ;  — 

No  rude  alarms  of  angry  foes  ; 
No  cares,  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun. 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

O  long-expected  day,  begin  ; 
Dawn  on  these  realms  of  pain  and  sin : 
With  joy  we'll  tread  th'  appointed  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 
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280 


EVENING. 

C.  M.  Eng.  Bap.  Col. 

Sabbath  Evening. 

1  THIS  sacred  day,  great  God,  we  close 

With  gratitude  and  love, 
And  bless  thee  for  the  joyful  news, 
Which  hails  us  from  above. 

2  May  we  retain  the  glorious  truths 

Recorded  in  thy  word, 
And,  with  obedient  lives,  adorn 
The  doctrines  of  the  Lord. 

3  Ere  long  we  hope  to  meet  and  join 

The  ransomed  throng  in  bliss : 
With  joy  thy  earthly  courts  we'll  leave. 
To  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 


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S.  M.  Anon. 

Evening  Reflections. 

1  THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear : 
O,  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

I  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  Ave  sleep 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise, 

And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
O,  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest  — 
The  bosom  of  thy  love ! 

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282. 


EVENING. 

7s.  Epis.  Col. 

Communion  with  God. 

1  SOFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  our  sight  away ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  we  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Soon  for  us  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  us,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

QQQ  L-  M-  Watts. 

Evening  Reflections. 

1  THUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on ; 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days  ; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past ; 
He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  break  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 


284. 


S.  M.  Cuetis's  Col. 

Flight  of  Time. 

ANOTHER  day  is  past, 

The  hours  forever  fled, 
And  time  is  bearing  us  away 

To  mingle  with  the  dead, 

154 


EVENING. 

5  Our  minds  in  perfect  peace 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep ; 
We  yield  to  gentle  slumber  now, 
For  thou  canst  never  sleep. 

3  How  blessed,  Lord,  are  they 
On  thee  securely  stayed  ! 
Nor  shall  they  be  in  life  alarmed, 
Nor  be  in  death  dismayed. 


285 


7s  &  6s.  Sac.  Songs. 

Reflections  at  Sunset. 

1  THE  mellow  eve  is  gliding 
Serenely  down  the  west ; 
So,  every  care  subsiding, 
My  soul  would  sink  to  rest. 

'2  The  woodland  hum  is  ringing 
The  daylight's  gentle  close  : 
May  angels  round  me  singing 
Thus  hymn  my  last  repose. 

3  The  evening  star  has  lighted 

Her  crystal  lamp  on  high  ; 
So,  when  in  death  benighted, 
May  hope  illume  the  sky. 

4  In  golden  splendor  dawning 

The  morrow's  light  shall  break ; 
O,  on  the  last  bright  morning 
May  I  in  glory  wake* 


286 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Evening  Devotion. 

LORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray 

I  am  forever  thine  : 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 

Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 
From  cares  and  business  free, 

'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

155 


EVENING. 


3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith,  my  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  composed  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 


Qnm  8s  &  7s.  Edmeston, 

4jKJ  t  t     Confidence  in  God's  Protection. 

1  SAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 
Thou  canst  save,  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us ; 
We  are  safe  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  datff  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watches  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  Death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 

And  command  us  to  the  tomb, 

•  May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 

Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom. 

qqq  12s  &  lis.  Churchman 

^  ^  ^ '  An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  SEE,  daylight  is  fading  o'er  earth  and  o'er  ocean : 

The  sun  has  gone  down  on  the  far-distant  sea ; 
O,  now,  in  the  hush  of  life's  fitful  commotion, 
We  lift  our  tired  spirits,  blest  Saviour,  to  thee. 

2  Full  oft  wast  thou  found  afar  on  the  mountain, 

As  eventide  spread  her  dark  wing  o'er  the  wave : 
Thou  Son  of  the  Highest,  and  life's  endless  fountain, 
Be  with  us,  we  pray  thee,  to  bless  and  to  save. 

156. 


EVENING. 

And  oft  as  the  tumult  of  life's  heaving  billow 

Shall  toss  our  frail  bark,  driving  wild  o'er  night's 
deep, 
Let  thy  healing  wing  be  stretched  over  our  pillow, 
And  guard  us  from  evil,  though  death  watch  our 
sleep. 

To  God,  our  great  Father,  whose  throne  is  in  heaven. 

Who  dwells  with  the  lowly  and  contrite  in  heart. 
To  the  Son  and  the  Spirit  all  glory  be  given  : 

One  God,  ever  blessed  and  praised,  thou  art. 


289. 


7s.  Anon. 

Evening  Thanksgiving. 

1  NOW  from  labor  and  from  care 

Evening  shades  have  set  me  free ; 
In  the  work  of  praise  and  prayer, 

Lord,  I  would  converse  with  thee : 
O,  behold  me  from  above, 
Fill  me  with  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  Sin  and  sorrow,  guilt  and  woe, 

Wither  all  my  earthly  joys ; 
Nought  can  charm  me  here  below 

But  my  Saviour's  melting  voice  : 
Lord,  forgive  ;  thy  grace  restore  ; 
Make  me  thine  forevermore. 

3  For  the  blessings  of  this  day, 

For  the  mercies  of  this  hour, 
For  the  gospel's  cheering  ray, 

For  the  Spirit's  quickening  power, 
Grateful  notes  to  thee  I  raise  ; 
O,  accept  my  song  of  praise. 


290 


L.  M.  Kenn. 

Trusting  God. 

1  GLORY  to  thee,  my -God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  king3, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 
14  157 


MEETING   AND    PARTING. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  which  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 
Teach  me  to  die  that  so  I  may 
With  joy  behold  the  judgment  day. 

4  Be  thou  my  Guardian  while  I  sleep ; 
Thy  watchful  station  near  me  keep  ; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  th'  approach  of  ill. 

5  Lord,  let  my  heart  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care  : 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  love. 


III.— MEETING     AND     PARTING 


291. 


7s.  Newton. 

Parting  of  Christians. 


1  FOR  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer : 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong  ; 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain : 
•  And  our  wasting  lives  prolong, 
Till  we  meet  on  earth  again. 

158 


292 


MEETING   AND    PARTING. 

C.  M.  Reed. 

Gratitude  for  Preservation. 

1  COME,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 

To  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues 
When  we  his  love  proclaim. 

2  'Twas  by  his  bidding  Ave  were  called 

In  pain  a  while  to  part ; 
'Tis  by  his  care  we  meet  again, 
And  gladness  fills  our  heart. 

3  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserved 

Our  feet  from  every  snare, 
And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Which  to  this  hour  we  share 

4  O,  may  the  Spirit's  quickening  power 

Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
And  warm  our  zeal  in  works  of  love 
Our  talents  to  employ. 

5  Fast,  fast  our  minutes  fly  away ; 

Soon  shall  our  wanderings  cease ; 
And  with  our  Father  we  shall  dwell, 
A  family  of  peace. 


293 


8s.  Baldwin. 

Union  Hymn. 

1  FROM  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 

That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love  ? 
That  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties 
As  nature  and  time  can't  remove  ? 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 

Nor  yet  in  a  paradise  lost ; 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesus'  rich  blood  it  did  cost 

3  My  friends  are  so  dear  unto  me, 

Our  hearts  are  united  in  love  : 
Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be, 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above, 

159 


MEETING    AND    PARTING. 

4  Why,  then,  so  unwilling  to  part, 

Since  we  shall  ere  long  meet  again  ? 
Engraved  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
At  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

5  Though  called  to  resign  up  our  breath, 

And  quit  these  frail  bodies  of  clay, 

When  freed  from  corruption  and  death, 

We'll  unite  in  the  regions  of  day. 

6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 

And  all  his  bright  glories  shall  see  : 
There  sing  Hallelujah,  Amen! 
Amen,  even  so  let  it  be. 


294, 


L.  M.  Anon. 

Parting. 


1  WHILE  in  the  world  we  yet  remain, 
We  only  meet  to  part  again  ; 

But  when  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
We  then  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  The  hope  that  we  shall  see  that  day, 
Should  chase  our  present  griefs  away : 
A  few  short  years  of  conflict  past, 
We  meet  around  the  throne  at  last 


295. 


C.  M.  Anon. 

Perfect  Bliss  in  Heaven. 


O,  WEEP  not  for  the  joys  that  fade 

Like  evening  lights  away  — 
For  hopes  that,  like  the  stars  decayed, 

Have  left  thy  mortal  day ; 
For  clouds  of  sorrow  will  depart, 

And  brilliant  skies  be  given; 
Yet  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart 

Amid  the  bowers  of  heaven. 

160 


NEW   YEAR. 

2  O,  weep  not  for  the  friends  that  pass 

Into  the  lonesome  grave, 
As  breezes  sweep  the  withered  grass 

Along  the  restless  wave ; 
For  though  thy  pleasures  may  depart, 

And  darksome  days  be  given, 
Yet  bliss  aAvaits  the  holy  heart 

When  friends  rejoin  in  heaven. 


296, 


7s.  Anon. 

When  shall  we  meet  ? 
1  WHEN  shall  we  all  meet  again  ? 
When  shall  we  all  meet  again  ? 
Oft  shall  glowing  hope  expire, 
Oft  shall  wearied  love  retire, 
Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reign, 
Ere  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
Parched  beneath  the  hostile  sky  ; 
Though  the  deep  between  us  rolls, 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls ; 
And  in  fancy's  wide  domain, 
There  shall  we  all  meet  again. 

When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, 
When  its  wasted  lamps  are  dead, 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade, 
Beauty,  wealth,  and  fame  are  laid,  — 
Where  immortal  spirits  reign, 
There  may  we  all  meet  again. 


NEW    YEAR. 

C.  M.         Heginbotham. 
Neio  Year.    Providential  Goodness. 
1  GOD  of  our  lives,  thy,  various  praise 


297 


Our  voices  shall  resound  ; 
Thy  hand  directs  our  fleeting  days, 
And  brings  the  seasons  round. 

14 #  161 


NEW    YEAR. 

2  To  tliee  shall  grateful  songs  arise, 

Our  Father  and  our  Friend, 
Whose  constant  mercies  from  the  skies 
In  genial  streams  descend. 

3  In  every  scene  of  life,  thy  care, 

In  every  age,  we  see ; 
And  constant  as  thy  favors  are, 
So  let  our  praises  be. 

4  Still  may  thy  love,  in  every  scene, 

In  every  age,  appear ; 
And  let  the  same  companions  deign 
To  bless  the  opening  year. 

5  If  mercy  smile,  let  mercy  bring 

Our  wandering  souls  to  God : 
In  our  affliction  we  shall  sing, 
If  thou  wilt  bless  the  rod. 


298.  _  r    °PM-        *""■ 

New  Year.    Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  NOW,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal, 

And  make  thy  glory  known ; 

Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 

And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

2  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin 

May  mercy  set  us  free : 
And  let  the  year  we  now  begin 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

3  Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

That  saints  may  love  thee  more, 
And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love 
Who  never  loved  before, 

4  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 

In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here, 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room. 

162 


299. 


NEW    YEAR. 

7a.  Newton. 

New  Year's  Day. 

1  WHILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun, 

Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below  : 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind ;  — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream : 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise ; 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view ; 
Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love : 
When  our  life's  short  race  is  run, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 


300. 


5s  &  12s.  C.  Wesley. 

The  New  Year. 

1  COME,  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  pursue  — 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 

And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear ; 
His  adorable  wijl 
Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talents  improve 

By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of  love. 

1G3 


CLOSE    OF    THE   YEAR. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay : 

The  arrow  is  flown  ; 

The  moment  is  gone  ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity  's  near. 

3  O  that  each,  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming,  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through ; 

I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do ; ' 
O  that  each  from  his  Lord 
May  receive  the  glad  word,   , 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done ; 

Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne." 


301 


CLOSE    OF    THE    YEAR. 

L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Close  of  the  Year. 
OUR  Helper,  God,  we  bless  his  name. 


Whose  love  forever  is  the  ?ame ; 
The  tokens  of  whose  gracious  care 
Begin,  and  croAvn,  and  close,  the  year. 

2  Amid  ten  thousand  snares  we  stand, 
Supported  by  his  guardian  hand  ; 
And  see,  when  we  review  our  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  his  arm  hath  led  us  on ; 
Thus  far  we  make  his  mercy  known ; 
And  while  we  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  Our  grateful  souls  on  Jordan's  shore 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more, 
Then  bear,  in  his  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love. 

164 


CLOSE    OF    THE    YEAR. 
QHQ  ^*  ^'  Doddridge. 

OVv         The  Flight  0j  Time, 

1  GOD  of  eternity,  from  thee 

Did  infant  Time  his  being  draw ; 
Moments,  and  days,  and  months,  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 

2  Silent  and  slow  they  glide  away  ; 

Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea  — 

The  boundless  gulf  from  whence  it  rose. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 

Upon  the  rapid  streams  are  borne 
Swift  on  to  their  eternal  home, 
Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Yet,  while  the  shore,  on  either  side, 

Presents  a  gaudy,  flattering  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amazement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom,  teach  my  heart 

To  know  the  price  of  every  hour, 
That  time  may  bear  me  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

OAO  C.  M.  Anon. 

ZJyJLft  Reflections  at  the  End  of  the  Year. 

1  AND  now,  my  soul,  another  year 

Of  thy  short  life  is  past ; 
I  cannot  long  continue  here, 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Much  of  my  hasty  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again ; 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run,  — 
The  few  that  yet  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul ;  with  utmost  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  : 
What  are  thy  hopes?  how  sure?  how  fair? 
What  is  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Behold,  another  year  begins; 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
In  Christ  so  freely  given. 
165 


BREVITY    OF    TIME. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 
And  on  his  grace  depend  ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

qa^  CM.  Doddridge. 

ov^tt         close  0j  the  Year^ 

1  REMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 

Of  each  revolving  year ; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round 
How  short  the  months  appear ! 

2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift-revolving  year, 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Awake,  O  God,  my  careless  heart 

Its  great  concerns  to  see, 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joy  beyond  the  skies. 


BREVITY    OF    TIME. 


305, 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Brevity  and  Frailty  of  Life. 
HOW  short  and  hasty  is  our  life ! 

How  vast  our  soul's  affairs  ! 
Yet  foolish  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavish  out  their  years. 

1GG 


BREVITY    OF    TIME. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay ; 
Just  like  a  story,  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home ; 

But  we  march  heedless  on, 

And,  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb, 

Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  sovereign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvation  nigh. 


306. 


S.  M.  Watts. 

Man  hastening  to  the  Grave. 

1  LORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 

Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
That  scarce  deserves  the  name  ! 

2  Alas  !  'twas  brittle  clay 

That  formed  our  body  first ; 
And  every  month,  and  every  day, 
'Tis  mouldering  back  to  dust. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace  ; 

Nor  will  our  minutes  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  flood  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight ; 
We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight 

5  They'll  waft  us  sooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea  : 
We  soon  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

167 


BREVITY    OF    TIME. 

qah  CM.  Watts. 

'   '        Life  short,  and  Man  frail. 

1  TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast : 

How  short  the  fleeting  time ! 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  What  can  I  wish,  or  wait  for,  then, 

From  creatures  —  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust 

4  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desire  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

QAO  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

*■*  *"^  ^ '  Importance  of  To-day. 

1  TO-MORROW,  Lord,  is  thine, 

Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand ; 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command, 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away  ; 
O,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Awake,  by  thine  almighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care ; 

O,  be  that  still  pursued, 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 


BTIEVITY    OF    TIME. 


5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 

Swift  as  the  morning  light, 
Lest  life's  young,  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  nijrht. 


309.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Time  the  "Period  to  prepare  for  Eternity. 

1  THEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 

And  humbly  OAvn  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we. 

2  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave ; 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We're  travelling  to  the  grave. 

3  Great  God,  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things !  — 
The  final  state  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings ! 

4  Eternal  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  every  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death ! 

5  Awake,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road  ; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 


310 


7s  &  6s.       S.  F.  Smith. 
*        Life  rapidly  passing  away. 

AS  flows  the  rapid  river, 

With  channel  broad  and  free, 
Its  waters  rippling  ever, 

And  hasting  to  the  sea, 
So  life  is  onward  flowing, 

And  days  of  offered  peace, 
And  man  is  swiftly  going 

Where  calls  of  mercy  cease. 

15  169 


DEATH. 

As  moons  are  ever  waning, 

As  hastes  the  sun  away, 
As  stormy  winds,  complaining, 

Bring  on  the  wintry  day, 
So  fast  the  night  comes  o'er  us  - 

The  darkness  of  the  grave  ; 
And  death  is  just  before  us : 

God  takes  the  life  he  gave. 

Say,  hath  thy  heart  its  treasure 

Laid  up  in  worlds  above  ? 
And  is  it  all  thy  pleasure 

Thy  God  to  praise  and  love  ? 
Beware,  lest  death's  dark  river 

Its  billows  o'er  thee  roll,    ' 
And  thou  lament  forever 

The  ruin  of  thy  soul. 


311 


DEATH. 

C.  M.  Heber. 

4  Warning  from  the  Grave. 

1  BENEATH  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 
Is  equal  warning  given  : 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
And  far  above  is  heaven. 

'2  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 
And  lurks  in  every  flower ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

3  Turn,  sinner,  turn :  thy  danger  know : 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 

4  Turn,  Christian,  turn :  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  which  hourly  tell 
That  they  who  underneath  thee  lie 
Shall  live  in  heaven  —  or  hell. 

170 


DEATH. 

qiq  CM.  Watts. 

*-*  -*-  ^ '         Meditation  on  the  Tomb. 

1  HARK !  from  the  tombs  a  warning  sound ; 

My  ears,  attend  the  cry  — 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  towers : 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ?  — 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

Ql  Q  L.  M.  Watts. 

tf  -L  <J  i  Death  disarmed. 

1  WHY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ? 

What  timorous  worms  Ave  mortals  are  ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

171 


DEATH. 

q I  A  CM.  Watts. 

Those  blessed  who  die  in  the  Lord. 

1  HEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 

For  all  the  pious  dead : 
"  Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  "  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blest ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are ! 
From  suffering  and  from  sin  released, 
They  're  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  "  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife,   - 

They  're  present  with  the  Lord ;  , 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward." 

olO»  L.  M.  Babbauld. 

Blessedness  of  the  Righteous  in  Death. 

1  HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! 

When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes  ! 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys  ; 
And  nought  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell; 
How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! " 

172 


DEATH. 

q  1  a  L.  M.  R.  Hill. 

Prayer  of  the  dying  Christian. 

1  GENTLY,  my  Saviour,  let  me  down, 

To  slumber  in  the  arms  of  death : 
I  rest  my  soul  on  thee  alone, 

E'en  till  my  last,  expiring  breath. 

2  Soon  will  the  storm  of  life  be  o'er, 

And  I  shall  enter  endless  rest : 
There  I  shall  live  to  sin  no  more, 
And  bless  thy  name  forever  blest. 

3  Bid  me  possess  sweet  peace  within : 

Let  childlike  patience  keep  my  heart : 
Then  shall  I  feel  my  heaven  begin, 
Before  my  spirit  hence  depart. 

4  Hasten  thy  chariot,  God  of  Love, 

And  fetch  me  from  this  world  of  woe : 
I  long  to  reach  those  joys  above, 
And  bid  farewell  to  all  below. 

5  There  shall  my  raptured  spirit  raise 

Still  louder  notes  than  angels  sing  — 
High  glories  to  Immanuel's  grace, 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  and  my  King  ! 


317 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Death  of  Christian  Friends. 

1  WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow. 
To  keep  us  from  our  Love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
'Twas  there  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

15*  In 


DEATH. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blest, 

And  softened  every  bed  ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  souls  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise: 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground ; 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

q  -|  O  CM.  C.  Wesley. 

fj  J.  KJ  t         rj,jie  Benever's  Prospects. 

1  AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  faint  and  die, 
My  soul  shall  quit  this  mournful  vale. 
And  soar  to  worlds  on  high  ;  — 

2  Shall  join  the  throng  of  happy  saints, 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest  — 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants  — 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

3  O,  what  hath  Jesus  done  for  me ! 

Before  my  raptured  eyes 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 
And  trees  of  Paradise. 

4  I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there ; 
They  all  are  robed  in  spotless  white, 
And  conquering  palms  they  bear. 

5  O,  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptured  host  t'  appear, 
And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 

6  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away ; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 
In  that  eternal  day. 

174 


DEATH. 


qi  Q  L.  M.  Watts. 

fj  J.  *J  i  jyeai]%  and  Burial  of  a  Christian. 

1  UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ; 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  6lumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invades  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed : 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn ; 

Attend,  O  earth,  his  sovereign  word ; 
Restore  thy  trust ;  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

320*  8S    &    7S.  COLLYER. 

Comfort  in  the  Death  of  the  Christian. 

1  CEASE,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love  ; 
Pain,  and  death,  and  night,  and  anguish, 
Enter  not  the  world  above. 

2  While  our  silent  steps  are  straying, 

Lonely,  through  night's  deepening  shade, 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 
Round  the  happy  Christian's  head. 

3  Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  his  glorious  presence  living, 
They  shall  never,  never  die. 

4  Endless  pleasure,  pain  .excluding, 

Sickness,  there,  no  more  can  come ; 
There,  no  fear  of  woe,  intruding, 
Sheds  o'er  heaven  a  moment's  gloom. 

175 


321. 


RESURRECTION. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

Victory  over  Death. 


1  O  FOR  an  overcoming  faith, 

To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  Death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers  ! 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have. 

My  quivering  lips  should  sing  — 
"  Where  is  thy  boasted  victory,  Grave  ? 
And  where,  O  Death,  thy  sting  ?  " 

3  If  sin  be  pardoned,  I'm  secure  ;    , 

Death  has  no  sting  beside : 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power ; 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  conquerors,  while  we  die, 
Through  Christ,  our  living  Head. 


RESURRECTION. 

QQO  L.  M.  Watts. 

Death  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  HE  dies  !  —  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ; 

Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ; 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Ye  saints,  approach !  —  the  anguish  view 

Of  Him  who  groans  beneath  your  load  5 
He  gives  his  precious  life  for  you ;     . 
For  you  he  sheds  his  precious  blood, 

176 


RESURRECTION. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ; 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men ; 
But,  lo !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 

4  The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb  ; 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies  ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  tyrant  Death  in  chains. 

6  Say,  "  Live  forever,  glorious  King, 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ! " 
Then  ask,  "  O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
And  where  thy  victory,  boasting  Grave  ?  " 


323 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Hope  of  Heaven  through  Christ. 

BLEST  be  the  everlasting  God, 

The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  praised, 

His  majesty  adored. 
When  from  the  dead  he  raised  his  Son, 

And  called  him  to  the  sky, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 

That  they  should  never  die. 
What  though  our  inbred  sins  require 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust ; 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 

So  all  his  followers  must. 
There's  an  inheritance  divine 

Reserved  against  that  day  ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefiled, 

And  cannot  fade  away. 
Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 

Till  the  salvation  come  ; 
We  walk  by  faith  as  strangers  here. 

Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

177 


324 


RESURRECTION. 


S.  M.  Watts. 

Hope  of  the  Resurrection. 

1  AND  must  this  body  die  ? 

This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay  ? 

2  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  often,  from  the  skies, 
Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

3  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine,     , 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

4  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

5  O  Lord,  accept  the  praise 

Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
Till  strains  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tonsrues. 


QOK  C.  M.  Watts. 

J|W  Scenes  of  the  Resurrection. 

1  LO  !  I  behold  the  scattered  shades ; 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  ; 
The  bright,  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

2  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room ; 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

3  I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead,  arise ! " 

And,  lo !  the  graves  obey  : 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 

178 


RESURRECTION. 

4  O,  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 

Among  them,  clothed  in  white  : 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 

5  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  through  the  skies, 
On  love's  triumphant  wing ! 

OOP  L.  M.  Watts. 

^ rW  ^  •       Death  and  the  Resurrection. 

1  WHEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong ; 

His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Be  glad,  my  heart ;  rejoice,  my  tongue  ; 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  soul  forever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 

Shake  off  the  dust,  and  rise  on  high : 
Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  wondrous  way 
To  yonder  throne  above  the  sky. 

4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow, 

And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace, 
Which  we  but  tasted  here  below, 

Spread  heavenly  joys  through  all  the  place. 

non  CM.  Scotch  Col. 

t/  iw  I  *  Death  vanquished. 

1  WHEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 

This  rending  earth  shall  shake,  — 
When  opening  graves  shall  yield  their  charge, 
And  dust  to  life  awake,  — 

2  Those  bodies  that  corrupted  fell 

Shall  incorrupted  rise, 
And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

179 


JUDGMENT. 

3  Behold,  what  heavenly  prophets  sung 

Is  now  at  last  fulfilled  — 
That  Death  should  yield  his  ancient  reign. 
And,  vanquished,  quit  the  field. 

4  Let  Faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 

And  thus  begin  to  sing : 
"  O  Grave,  where  is  thy  triumph  now  ? 
And  where,  O  Death,  thy  sting  ?  *' 


JUDGMENT 


328, 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Everlasting  Absence  of  God  intolerable. 

1  THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come,  — 

Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste,  — 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  word,  "  Depart ! " 

3  O,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  dreadful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love ! 

4  Jesus,  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 
Without  one  gracious  smile  from  thee. 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

5  O,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

180 


329 


JUDGMENT. 

8s,  7s  &  4.        Rippon's  Col. 

The  Judgment  welcomed. 

LO !  he  cometh  ;  countless  trumpets 
Wake  to  life  the  slumbering  dead  ; 

'Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels 
See  their  great,  exalted  Head : 

Hallelujah ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God. 

Full  of  joyful  expectation, 

Saints  behold  the  Judge  appear ; 

Truth  and  justice  go  before  him  ; 
Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear : 

Hallelujah ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine. 

"  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father ; 

Enter  into  life  and  joy  ; 
Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows ; 

Endless  praise  be  your  emplov : 
Hallelujah! 

Welcome,  welcome  to  the  skies." 


330. 


L.  M.  Watts. 

Rejoicing  hi  Christ  as  Sovereign  and  Judge. 

1  HE  reigns  !  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns ! 
Sing  to  his  name  in  lofty  strains  ; 

Let  all  the  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  in  his  praise  exalt  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels,  and  unknown ; 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne  : 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo!  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire  ; 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption 's  nigh. 

16  181 


331 


JUDGMENT. 


8s,  7s  &  4.  Oliymi. 

Christ  coming  to  Judgment. 

1  LO  !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 

Once  for  favored  sinners  slain ; 

Thousand  thousand  saints,  attending, 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train : 

Hallelujah ! 
Jesus  shall  forever  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Pv-obed  in  dreadful  majesty: 
Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  him, 
Pierced,  and  nailed  him  to  the,  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  When  the  solemn  trump  has  sounded, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away ; 
All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 
Hear  the  summons  of -that  day  — 

"  Come  to  judgment !  — 
Come  to  judgment !  —  come  away ! " 

4  Now  the  Saviour,  long  expected, 

See,  in  solemn  pomp,  appear ; 
All  his  saints,  by  man  rejected, 
Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air  : 

Hallelujah ! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear. 


S.  M.  Doddridge. 

Preparation  for  the  Judgment. 

1  AND  will  the  Judge  descend  ? 

And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 

And  not  a  single  soul  escape 

His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven,  before  his  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away  ? 
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JUDGMENT. 

3  But,  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark !  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

4  Come,  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear  ; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 


333. 


8s,  7s  &  4.    j    Newton. 
Saints  and  Sinners  judged. 


1  DAY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  ! 

Hark !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round : 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound  ! 

2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine  : 
You,  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine : " 

Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine. 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
By  his  voice,  prepare  to  flee : 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Loved  and  served  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed ; 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  : 

You  forever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

183 


334. 


JUDGMENT. 

C.  P.  M.        Oyington's  Col. 
Pleading  for  Acceptance. 

1  WHEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  thy  people  now, 
Before  thy  feet  "with  them  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But  —  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought?  — 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  O  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace  ; 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place, 

In  this  th'  accepted  day : 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  O,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  And  when  the  final  trump  shall  sound, 
Among  the  saints  let  me  be  found, 

To  bow  before  thy  face  : 
Then  in  triumphant  strains  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  praise  of  sovereign  grace. 


335. 


C.  P.  M.      C.  Wesley. 

Contemplation  of  Judgment. 

O  GOD,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  tilings  impress : 
Cause  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness. 

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JUDGMENT. 

Before  me  place,  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  "the  nations  at  thy  bar; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom? 

Be  this  my  one  great  business  here,  — 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ! 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure ! 

Then,  Father,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above, 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full,  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 


336, 


12s.  MlLMAN. 

The  final  Scene. 


1  THE  chariot !  the  chariot !  its  wheels  roll  in  fire, 
As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of  his  ire  : 
Lo  !  self-moving  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud, 

And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  Godhead  are  bowed. 

2  The  glory  !  the  glory  !  around  him  are  poured 
Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait  on  the  Lord  ; 
And  the  glorified  saints,  and  the  martyrs  are  there, 
And  there  all  who  the  palm-wreaths  of  victory  wear  ! 

3  The  trumpet !  the  trumpet !  the  dead  have  all  heard  : 
Lo  !  the  depths  of  the  stone-covered  charnel  are  stirred ! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the  south,  from  the  north , 
All  the  vast  generations  of  men  are  come  forth! 

4  The  judgment !  the  judgment !  the  thrones  are  all  set, 
Where  the  Lamb  and  the  white-vested  elders  are  met  ! 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 

5  In  mercy,  in  mercy,  rook  down  from  above, 
Great  Creator,  on  us,  thy  sad  children,  with  love  ! 
When  beneath  to  their  darkness  the  wicked  are  driven. 
May  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in  heaven  ! 

16*  185 


HEAVEN. 


HEAVEN. 

OO17  CM.  .    Watts. 

OO  i  »  Holiness  of  Heaven . 

1  NOR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepared 
For  those  that  love  his  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky,  ' 

And  all  the  region  peace  : 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
And  none  shall  gain  admittance  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 


338 


L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Christian's  Prospect. 

1  WHAT  sinners  value  I  resign ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life  's  a  dream  —  an  empty  show  ; 
But  that  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  : 
When  shall  I  wake,  and  find  me  there  ? 

3^)  glorious  hour!  O  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God, 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  my  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound, 
Then  burst  the  chains,  with  glad  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

186 


339. 


HEAVEN.    • 

C.  M.  Newton-. 

Present  with  the  Lord. 


1  IN  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 

The  moment  after  death,  — 
The  glories  that  surround  the  saint 
When  he  resigns  his  breath. 

2  One  gentle  sigh  his  fetters  breaks ; 

We  scarce  can  say,  "  He's  gone," 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Its  mansion  near  the  throne ! 

3  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail 

To  trace  its  heavenward  flight : 
No  eye  can  pierce  Avithin  the  veil 
Which  hides  that  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much —  and  this  is  all  —  we  know>: 

They  are  supremely  blest,  — 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  woe, 
And  with  the  Saviour  rest. 

5  On  harps  of  gold  his  name  they  praise, 

His  presence  always  view;  — 
And,  if  we  here  their  footsteps  trace, 
There  we  shall  praise  him  too. 


q  A  A  C.  M.  Watts. 

^  The  heavenly  Mansion. 

1  THERE  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

Eternal,  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall ; 

Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  'Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven, 
And,  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 

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HEAVEN. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come ; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word ; 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see ; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 


341 


#  C.  M.  Watts. 

Rest  from  Sin  and  Trouble  in  Heaven. 

1  OUR  sins,  alas !  how  strong  they  are ! 

And,  like  a  raging  flood, 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
A.nd  force  us  from  our  God. 

2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise ! 

How  loud  the  tempests  roar ! 
But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

3  Fulfilling  there  his  high  commands, 

Our  cheerful  feet  shall  move ; 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  active  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 

4  We  there  shall  ever  sing  and  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
While  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 

5  Forever  his  dear,  sacred  name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue, 
And  Jesus  and  salvation  be 
The  close  of  every  song. 

i)A  ry  C.  M.  Steele. 

*^      ^ '  Heaven  anticipated. 

1  COME,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart; 
Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue  ; 
And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 

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EEAVEtf. 

2  Then  to  the  shining  realms  of  bliss 

The  wings  of  faith  shall  soar, 
And  all  the  charms  of  Paradise 
Our  raptured  thoughts  explore. 

3  There  shall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs, 
And  endless  honors  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

4  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love  ; 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire, 
Till,  in  thy  blissful  courts  above, 
We  join  the  heavenly  choir. 

Qi   Q  CM.  R.    TURNBULL. 

o  4fc  o  i        The  Land  oj  Rest 

1  THERE  is  a  place  of  sacred  rest, 

Far,  far  beyond  the  skies, 
Where  beauty  smiles  eternally, 

And  pleasure  never  dies ;  — 
My  Father's  house,  my  heavenly  home, 

Where  "  many  mansions  "  stand, 
Prepared,  by  hands  divine,  for  all 

Who  seek  the  better  land. 

2  When  tossed  upon  the  waves  of  life, 

With  fear  on  every  side,  — 
When  fiercely  howls  the  gathering  storm, 

And  foams  the  angry  tide,  — 
Beyond  the  storm,  beyond  the  gloom, 

Breaks  forth  the  light  of  morn, 
Bright  beaming  from  my  Father's  house, 

To  cheer  the  soul  forlorn. 

3  Yes,  even  at  that  fearful  hour, 

When  death  shall  seize  its  prey, 
And  from  the  place  that  knows  us  now, 

Shall  hurry  us  away,  — 
The  vision  of  that  heavenly  home 

Shall  cheer  the  parting  soul, 
And  o'er  it,  mounting  to  the  skies. 

A  tide  of  rapture  roll. 

139 


HEAVEN. 

In  that  pure  home  of  tearless  joy, 

Earth's  parted  friends  shall  meet, 
With  smiles  of  love  that  never  fade, 

And  blessedness  complete : 
There,  there  adieus  are  sounds  unknown 

Death  frowns  not  on  that  scene, 
But  life,  and  glorious  beauty,  shine 

Untroubled  and  serene. 


344. 


8s  &  6s.       W.  B.  Tappax. 

Heaven  anticipated. 

1  THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

To  mourning  wanderers  given ;    - 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast ; 

'Tis  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sins  and  sorrows  driven, 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals. 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  —  'tis  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye,  — 

The  heart  no  longer  riven,  — 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  j  oys  supreme  are  given ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 


345. 


C.  M.         Stennett. 
Heaven  in  Prospect. 

ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land. 

Where  my  possessions  lie. 
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HEAVEN. 

2  O  the  transporting-,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight!  — 
Sweet  fields,  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  O'er  all  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day ; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

4  No  chilling  winds,  nor  poisonous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

5  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

6  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay  ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  should  round  me  roll, 
I'd  fearless  launch  away. 


846. 


C.  M.      Montgomery's  Col. 
The  Society  of  Heaven. 

1  JERUSALEM!  my  glorious  home ! 

Name  ever  dear  to  me ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee  ? 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walla 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

8  O,  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 
Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ? 

191 


HEA.VEN. 

4  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know : 
Blest  seats !  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

5  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe  ? 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

6  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

7  Jerusalem  !  my  glorious  home ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 


347. 


C.  M.  Steele. 

Longing  for  a  View  of  Heaven. 


1  O,  LET  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades ! 

2  There,  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever-blooming  prospect  rise, 
Exposed  to  no  decay. 

3  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  guide  our  upward  aim ; 

With  one  reviving  look  of  thine, 

Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  O,  then,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  souls  shall  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures  spring- 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 
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348 


HEAVEN. 


C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Hope  of  Heaven. 

1  WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

O/j  Q  L.  M.  Watts. 

O^tOt  Joys  of  Heaven. 

1  DESCEND  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove  ; 

Stoop  down,  and  take  us  on  thy  wings  ; 
And  mount,  and  bear  us  far  above 

The  reach  of  these  inferior  things ;  — 

2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky, 

Up  where  eternal  ages  roll  ; 
Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

3  O  for  a  sight,  a^  blissful  sight 

Of  our  almighty  Father's  throne ! 
There  sits  our  Saviour,  crowned  with  light, 
Clothed  in  a  body  like  our  pwn. 

4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

And  thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall ; 
The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  Man, 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all ! 
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HEAVEN. 

5  O,  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 

While  to  their  golden  harps*they  sing, 
And  sit  on  every  heavenly  hill, 

And  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King  ! 

G  When  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,-  appear, 
That  I  shall  mount  to  dwell  above, 
And  stand  and  how  among  them  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing,  and  love  ? 


350. 


lis.  Muhlenberg. 

Longing  for  Heaven. 

1  I  WOULD  not  live  alway ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way; 
The  few  lucid  mornings  that  daAvn  on  us  here 
Are  •followed,  by  gloom  or  beclouded  with  fear. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway  thus  fettered  by  sin — 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within : 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway ;  no  —  welcome  the  tomb ': 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom : 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway  away  from  his  God  — 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  bright  o'er  the  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  ? 

5  There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet ; 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 

And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul.    0 
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